I mean... if the choices are having my earthly remains burnt, left slowly to rot, or preserved-and-then-eaten-in-some-kind-of-a-ritualistic-psychosexual-ceremon

I mean... if the choices are having my earthly remains burnt, left slowly to rot, or preserved-and-then-eaten-in-some-kind-of-a-ritualistic-psychosexual-ceremony-by-a-future-dystopian-civilization, then all I can say is: would you like me salted, buttered or plain?