Wednesday, 5 February 2014

THE CEMETERY'S LOVE

Sorrow is a great idealiser, the cemetery is a perfect place to induce sorrow and in deep sadness there is no other place for sentimentality. Be the captain of your soul and soar through a graveyard or beyond, for we have good hope that there is something after death.


A new person is born too old to tolerate the new world. The present conditions of life have not yet erased the traces of the past. We run too fast, but we still do not move enough. We look but we do not contemplate, we see but we do not think. We run away from time, which is made of thought, and yet all we can feel is our own time, the present. The past is almost always lost and the future through our naive perspective do not exist. Have you pass by a cemetery? Take a good look and you are bound to miss a heart beat, with the feelings if not the soundless waves that smothers your inside to make you humane.

When We grow maturely enough, we want to be doctors, lawyers, teachers, professionals in whatever sports and many more. Buy a big house and appear pleasant to our critics, grab a second and think where it all ends, the final resting abode. Most people struggle to deal with the spontaneous goose bumps and ignore the reality in home sweet home, no place like home and none other is home but the resting tomb.

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.

A cemetery or graveyard is a spatially defined area where the remains of dead people are buried or otherwise interred by official definition. The word cemetery, "sleeping place", implies that the land is specifically designated as a burial ground. The older term graveyard is often used interchangeably with cemetery, but primarily referred to a burial ground within a churchyard.
The intact or cremated remains of people may be interred in a grave, commonly referred to as burial, or in a tomb, an "above ground grave". In Western cultures, funeral ceremonies are often observed in cemeteries. These ceremonies or rites of passage differ according to cultural practices and religious beliefs. Modern cemeteries often include crematoria, and some grounds previously used for both, continue as crematoria as a principal use long after the interment areas have been filled. 

If there is a God, man's immortality is certain. If not, Immortality would not be worth having.

Not everyone would be clearly aware why cemeteries should be segregated ang revered for the sake that not only the cemetery is a place for rest but for it's important presumption as the only prove that we as human beings existed. The dreadful dream of knowing that a relation is resting peacefully at a particular location, keeps the person as close as possible to the living.

When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left, that it has left should be cherished and well kept, the cemetery holds the precious remains. The cemetery is like an archive for those who are no more and for the living a place to worship.

Magically it serves as a sacred place to gather, recollect and refresh the disparate soles and souls wandering this strange world, a regenerative place to help do away with the stress and depression as you ponder over the past through tombstones.

Have you ever tried to venture the solemnness and the serenity of paying the restful a homage by strolling through tombs, to experience the fearless and spiritual muteness we all succumb to, we can only learn to feel proud in our interactions with the ghastly souls.

Immortal mortals, mortal immortals, one living the others death and dying the others life. May God bless the dead.