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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required knew a man who went to cemeteries & he took photos of the gravestones--- while this is most certainly not a unique way of finding serenity, it is one that brings to light the affinity of the dead, for there, this man was tranquil he found peace with those who have finally been allowed peace, with those whose lives have finally ended & whose personalities have been eliminated, bringing all stress, drama & tension to a screeching halt--- this is not to say that while taking such beautiful black & whites, that he did not ponder the lives of each & every one of his “subjects,” by assessing the size of their stones, the placement of the stones in the lot & the material with which the stones were made---all helping him to build a vague character sketch of each individual now laid to rest. like anything, there were drawbacks to the meditative grave photography, for there were all the things that family members left at the graves, which made him feel less loved than he had felt, prior to entering the cemetery in question--- and he wondered, as many of us do, what would become of him after he left that cemetery, he wondered just what really had been the point of going there in the first place, he wondered what in his life specifically had led him to be one who at this time in his life found it comforting to spend long stretches at a time in cemeteries, taking photos of the quiet & stationary, he wondered about where it all would go, where it all might lead & in the end, his only conclusions were that he’d be stuffed in an urn or crammed in a box like the rest of em’ soon enough & the beauty would be that there’d be no need to have any more questions on the subject, so perhaps his affinity came hand in hand with jealousy, perhaps it came hand in hand with envy--- perhaps.
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