the absent ones are never absent


not much separates here from there

In France, La Toussaint - All Saints Day, and in Spain and Mexico, La Dia de los Muertos - The Day of the Dead, and, to an almost forgotten extent with Hallowe'een (a 6b industry) - All Hallow's Eve, which grew out of the ancient Celtic festival Samhain where the night before the first day of winter was thought to get a visit from spirits whose breath took life away from vegetation (people left food outside homes and wore masks to blend in with the spirits), in Japan the Obon festival, in Korea Chuseok, in China the Hungry Ghost Festival, in Cambodia Pchum Ben, in Nepal Gai Jatra, a day is set aside to remember, respect, honor and celebrate the deceased.

In my day to day life, many people and animal companions who are no longer here materially on earth are still a big part of all I do (in many ways they made me), so I wanted to add this cemetery to my web presence, the way people sometimes have graveyards in their backyards, as a memento in praise of special people and as a reminder of the fragility of existence. Some people here would still be alive if they were not taken by alcohol or drugs (pills, medicine, chemicals), or didn't have access to a gun, others have returned to the soil because it was simply time, and this is when death should be celebrated, as one side of the circle of life that's always amazingly and brilliantly turning and renewing itself. My own tomb is here too if you look closely..I got a second chance twice and am living on borrowed time and loving it. 

"I destroy my enemies when I make them my friends."
- Abe Lincoln 

"If you can't be a good example, then at least be a terrible warning."
- Catherine Aird