When I die, I want to be launched into space. Let me soar through space until one day, millions or billions of years later, I’m brought back to life by intelligent life.
The downside to it all is how I’d be treated. A threat? A demigod? I certainly don’t want to be something’s pet.
@Rom I’m counting on these life forms to be able to reconstruct me using their superior technology that may or may not exist. Though, the radiation may turn my brain into liquid.
@Dippy