Do you want to be a diamond after you die?
I remember hearing about this process and was reminded of it in the wierdest way this morning: while making tea and toasting pop tarts, I open a cabinet to get honey and see some boxes in the cabinet labeled "Urn Cleaning." I thought, "Heh, urn cleaning. Get those ashes out of that thing!" Obviously it was a cleaning supply for the coffee maker, but that thought reminded me of this process to basically turn your ashes into a diamond.
I think that's one cool-as-hell transformation to take. Fuck burial. Wouldn't it be the ultimate gesture of love, too?
"Baby, if you love me....you'll wear me when I die."