death and no rebirth
Two days sleeping at the nearby cemetary was part of my norm it is a once in a year ritwal where i too experience lying there lifeless in a profound sleep with other people that is also with me there.
every year it is still the same old occasion to bring all of your generations worth of suffering and upbringing (families) and also to mourn and tell those who have departed how they miss them. there is no remorse nor sorrow that i could see within a hundred meters from my place i only see happiness and good-mood they are joyfull not for them but also to let the spirits know that they are alive and happy this brings fort the irony that we being alive is facing our end purpose that shortly we will join our loved ones and the mediate creator. i just watched the two days from the mornin upto the night oh how cold its the wind blew through my face and there was a baptismal of rain i just opened an umbrella and sat there as the other people around me try to secure their place to make it dry and comfortable. i sat there like the hundreds of yellow lit canldes did to watch over and illuminate the sleeping grounds of those living and departed.
As i sought to find justice and contentment i only found dread and sadness,
there are more graves rather than candle and flowers the ratio stands at 3:1:1 i dont understand why do you have to remember them... oh i forgot already! the purpose why we are remembering them is that they will stay with us forever just remember their memories with you and they will live on forever in our hearts. come to think of it the more we live there is eagerness for us to die... we are in the state that we are not immortal and what we have done to others or what we have contributed to other peoples perception and how they will remember us is just enough to immortalize ourself to their hearts.
every year it is still the same old occasion to bring all of your generations worth of suffering and upbringing (families) and also to mourn and tell those who have departed how they miss them. there is no remorse nor sorrow that i could see within a hundred meters from my place i only see happiness and good-mood they are joyfull not for them but also to let the spirits know that they are alive and happy this brings fort the irony that we being alive is facing our end purpose that shortly we will join our loved ones and the mediate creator. i just watched the two days from the mornin upto the night oh how cold its the wind blew through my face and there was a baptismal of rain i just opened an umbrella and sat there as the other people around me try to secure their place to make it dry and comfortable. i sat there like the hundreds of yellow lit canldes did to watch over and illuminate the sleeping grounds of those living and departed.
As i sought to find justice and contentment i only found dread and sadness,
there are more graves rather than candle and flowers the ratio stands at 3:1:1 i dont understand why do you have to remember them... oh i forgot already! the purpose why we are remembering them is that they will stay with us forever just remember their memories with you and they will live on forever in our hearts. come to think of it the more we live there is eagerness for us to die... we are in the state that we are not immortal and what we have done to others or what we have contributed to other peoples perception and how they will remember us is just enough to immortalize ourself to their hearts.