my thirst for knowledge won't leave me alone, first of all this is the urn of all white urns, i have never seen an urn like this. Tibet, China or the North Pole? or not Asian at all!? being put in a white urn by whose relatives is also a poem and ritual, especially when you marry the funny cousin and she puts your ashes in this urn with a laugh: you are not dead you donkey, my mother, your aunt once said: when he dies, put him in a colored white urn, and laugh every time you walk by, sadness doesn't do anything, only laughter connects. the cousin and the white urn and the traumatized spirit