How the person wants to bid his farewell to the WORLD!!! From the Newspapers, translated…
My father fell off the stairs by accident, although we’d lifted him to the hospital very shortly after his trip and fall, but, after three days in the I.C.U. he’d died, from severe brain injuries.
From entering the hospital to his funeral, and cremation, my two Buddhist younger brothers played the tape recordings, for twenty-four-hours nonstop, the chants continued. I’m not against religious beliefs, but based off of my father’s character, and having suffered from insomnia because of his weakening nerves, I’m sure, that if he could, he’d, thrown those tapes and player out the window!
My father had a couple of years of Japanese education, every evening after supper after he’d taken his bath, he’d loved humming those few songs that made Misora Hibari famous, or the Taiwanese folk tunes, it was the happiest time of his day.
As we’d set up his shrine, I’d felt the impulse of playing him those few CDs he’d loved so much, but, I’d, contained myself, because of how others might see and thought.
I was influenced by my father since I was younger, I too, loved the assortments of melodies, and, with the various moods that I have, I’d played an assortment of music, including classical, oldies, folk songs, or Japanese tunes, the classics by the singers, to help me pass all the nights in the summers and the winters too.
or something like this, out of the ordinary, photo from online…
Simplifying the final rites of passages, but, there are, a multitude of rules to follow, this, just suit me, it’s, too heavy for my belief. Whichever way you say goodbye to the world, just, let go, with nothing holding you back!
So, my dearest friends and loved ones, as you come, just treat it like I’m still here with you, find a song that both you, and I enjoyed listening to, and let’s, share that song together! As the song’s done, you can, turn around, and leave.
As for me, I shall be, gone with the wind then.
And so, stemming from how this man saw how his father didn’t get the funeral that’s fitted for him, he’d, decided, that when he goes, he shall, have EVERYTHING he loved, the music that would be played, his choosing, the way his funeral processions went, by his wishes too, and there, no better way, to bid our final farewells to the world, the way WE want to!