Wind

May the road rise to meet you. 

May the wind always be at your back. 

May the sun shine warm upon your face, 

And rains fall soft upon your fields. 

And until we meet again, 

May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

~ Irish Blessing

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I love wind farms. I love them. 

I wouldn't mind being buried near one. But in all honesty - based on my personal philosophy - once I'm dead, I don't think I'd notice the difference between being buried near a wind farm or having my ashes put on a ceiling fan.

Whoever lives in the house with that ceiling fan would probably notice, though.