"One dark and stormy night. A cemetery is reeking with spookiness and evil. No one would ever wish to travel to a place like this."
I love the word “Cemetery”. Although I am not a psychopath, I do love any cemetery. No matter what religion it is based on, no matter who is buried there, no matter what the people buried there have done, cemeteries are beautiful places. I believe that they contain the excitement, joy, and the essence of life, even though you may believe that to be the exact opposite of a cemetery.
You may believe that a library, an archive, or a database contains the most of this “thing”. However, it is a cemetery that stores the most of eternally exciting and thrilling stories. Even if a cemetery only contains the bodies of 50 people, or if it houses the remains of 3000 human beings, the amount of stories that can be obtained from that can easily exceed the amount of stories usually contained in a library or archive.
A place so quiet, so peaceful. Walking in with eyes closed, it would sound like a normal field. Birds chirping, and trees ruffling in the breeze. So quiet and peaceful.
Do you see why this is interesting and worthwhile? It is so ironic how you find the essence of life in a place, finding live and well birds and trees, ruffling in the breeze; and finding organisms in places which seem so extreme to us; realising that life was flourishing in the Chernobyl exclusion zone.
we can look at a single grave, and inquire about their life; and discover their lives and relationships; all through looking at the end of their life. We can find the liveliest essence through inquiring about the thing that symbolizes death the most. How ironic is it, that when we are afraid of the deadly implications a cemetery can have, we find the breadcrumb trail of life all around the cemetery.
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