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Funerals are often associated with death,
ghosts, wandering spirits, or something that
is not commonly discussed. I see the grave as
a note, like a book, like love letters written on
tombstones. Some of them even nameless,
without gravestones, or have disappeared,
collapsed. But once someone dies, everything
about her/him becomes remembered.
Sometimes, there is a note about the cause of
death. The fact that something was missing
makes something recalled again, even if only
briefly. Although everyone does not have a
record of his own life, but they may have the
right to have a tombstone, because she/he
who can not write his/her life, will be written,
or must be written by others. She/he has a
chance to be remembered even for a moment.
After visited various graves in various places,
stayed there, and saw various gravestones,
I found that a tomb, or a cemetery, or more
specifically a gravestone, was not a story
about death, but the celebration of life, the
now: not celebration of “life after death” but
a live that has been experienced, and passed.
It is like a final form of amor fati. So the
tomb is actually not talking about the past
or the future, but the present. It formulated
the past and the future as well as “the now”
monument. It looks like life has recorded there,
although not every death asks for a funeral.
In the future, because of the land is
increasingly narrow, one question will arise: Is
cemetery still relevant? In the next hundreds
years, each of us may begin to write our name,
choosing our gravestone in a virtual grave.
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