I'm so full of nitroglycerin if they tried to cremate me I'd take out a city block.
which isn't nearly as violent as cremation it's self.
I was once a student pilot and building hours was paramount.
To build my hours, I'd pick up cremains fresh out of the grinder at a local funeral home, take my passenger up and dump them out at altitude,
Used a length of tubing from a roll of carpet.
Stick it out the window of a Cessna until the wind stream created suction---the venturi effect--- then bombs away.
The tube was known affectionately as the "ash hole"
Maybe for an epitaph:
In my defense
I was left unsupervised.