A Word To Tunisians, All Types, And No Exceptions Poem by Atef Ayadi

Here is what i dream of?
when i die,
I will be send my body toward
a distant galaxie ((not a planet! , not a similar solar system....not endromada! ... or close to aunt basma or yesmin!))

my body has to be preserved
from all the element of nature radiations, fields; even higgs fields must me considered))
if someone want
my body
((
off course, i have to live my life first, ...naturally, ....and the way i want to it be....in love, peace) , appreciation, and harmony)