I Won't Be "Going To A Better Place"
When I'm dead, I'll just be dead and be eaten by worms. Well, that's all there's evidence for, anyway. No evidence there's a heaven, no evidence there's a hell.
That sort of thinking is probably what motivated Arthur C. Clarke to order up a funeral without the mumbo-jumbo. I'd like the same, thanks. Ideally, later rather than sooner.