Considering what happens to my corpse doesn´t bother me. Whether there will be an autopsy or not, I don´t care.
I have already organized everything. Not to say that this is an announcement of my departure to happen soon (who knows).
But as I expect my death to happen in the nearer future, I decided to write down my will and other directives like how I want my funeral to take place, including the ceremony.
I will be cremated. Have already bought a digging site in a forest cemetery as there are hardly any people who would visit my grave. Its anonymous, just a tiny plate being attached to the tree where I will lay (or to be more precise: my ashes, respectively. 97% of my body will have left through the chimney (CO2) or the gutter (H2O) of the crematorium)
Some weeks ago I visited the forest. It was a sunny day. A natural deep green oak forest. A tiny creek flows through it, just a couple of meters from my tree. It was a strange feeling, but not awkward. Somehow a very quiet and peaceful moment. It gave me certainty.