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  • RolandTD20Kdrummer
    RolandTD20Kdrummer Posts: 13,066
    Thanks for the kind sentiments guys. The one very positive thing aside form making me stronger minded in a lot of different ways, is that it really opened up my perceptions to what really matters in life.

    be well.
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  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    blackredyellow wrote:
    I don't really want to be buried in a cemetery, but to me, it's up to my loved ones to decide. I've never been one to visit graves and feel a connection that way to people that I've lost, but if my family wants somewhere to go to do that after I am gone, then I respect that.... If they want to cremate me and spread my ashes in the ocean or somewhere special, they I respect that as well.

    I will be gone on to where ever it is I will go (if we even go anywhere after we die), and my family can do with me whatever helps them grieve and remember me.

    i suspect you're very young. everyone i know that's over say 40; already have their burial plans in place. i don't think it's fair to make your loved ones go through the arrangements while they are mourning your death. mourning is an important part of death so i don't want to put extra stress or burden on them.

    that's just my opinion though. i'm building my own grave and i don't expect family to visit it. except those who live on the property. tourists will see my grave when they visit the historical site.
  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    RolandTD20Kdrummer wrote:
    Thanks for the kind sentiments guys. The one very positive thing aside form making me stronger minded in a lot of different ways, is that it really opened up my perceptions to what really matters in life.

    be well.

    i hope i helped in some way roland. you're a good man and if you need something; all you have to do is ask.
  • blackredyellow
    blackredyellow Posts: 5,889
    onelongsong wrote:
    i suspect you're very young. everyone i know that's over say 40; already have their burial plans in place. i don't think it's fair to make your loved ones go through the arrangements while they are mourning your death. mourning is an important part of death so i don't want to put extra stress or burden on them.

    that's just my opinion though. i'm building my own grave and i don't expect family to visit it. except those who live on the property. tourists will see my grave when they visit the historical site.

    I'm 33, and where we are living now is not where we want to end up permanently, so buying plots at this point doesn't make much sense to us. My wife and I have had the conversation, and we each know our thoughts on it, but I am sure that when we get older we will spell it out more clearly in our will.
    My whole life
    was like a picture
    of a sunny day
    “We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.”
    ― Abraham Lincoln
  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    blackredyellow wrote:
    I'm 33, and where we are living now is not where we want to end up permanently, so buying plots at this point doesn't make much sense to us. My wife and I have had the conversation, and we each know our thoughts on it, but I am sure that when we get older we will spell it out more clearly in our will.

    that's what i suspect. i got with the program when my grandmother died. before my grandfather retired; i spent more time with her than he did. i'm glad she had everything taken care of. the devastation of her death made it impossable to deal with almost anything.

    ps; you are young.
  • forgotten_child
    forgotten_child Posts: 54
    We visit the graveyard because its the final resting place of our loved ones , a secred place where we can pray for their souls.
  • Obsidian22
    Obsidian22 Posts: 298
    What a strange trip it's been! Are you Neil Young? A tribute to the Grateful Dead era and a brain aneurysm operation. Oh! I forgot to mention, that you survived.
    Physicality is only the partial part of our being. Thoughtforms and will of Spirit complete/redirect our journey.
    I believe in miracles, and you and me, and everyone in between. We are so much more than our bodies.
    Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's Soul remains Unawakened.
    Anatole France
  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    Obsidian22 wrote:
    What a strange trip it's been! Are you Neil Young? A tribute to the Grateful Dead era and a brain aneurysm operation. Oh! I forgot to mention, that you survived.
    Physicality is only the partial part of our being. Thoughtforms and will of Spirit complete/redirect our journey.
    I believe in miracles, and you and me, and everyone in between. We are so much more than our bodies.

    and i believe you are right. our bodies are only vehicles which serve us in this life.

    my "what a long strange trip it's been" is to express all the things that have happened to me. i've had to start over several times. my aneurysm caused me to lose my airplane; i had to change careers; i had a recording contract i couldn't fulfill so the band name and all the songs are the property of the record company; a few years later my wife had a child by my sisters husband; after a year long, ugly divorce i had to start over again. i then had a gf who robbed me blind and moved out when i wasn't home and took everything. the cops said it was a civil matter and the judge wanted receipts for everything i owned. once again i had to start over. then my ex-wife tried to run me over with her car. that caused me to have seizures. naturally she wasn't insured and lived off the child support i sent so i couldn't sue. i couldn't work because of the seizures so i started over again. that's when i moved out west. when kids were removed from her home by CPS because of abuse; i got them but never got a penny of support. once the kids were raised i decided to follow my childhood dream of owning a ranch and raising buffalo so i started over again.
    so it's not a tribute; it's just been a long strange trip.
  • Obsidian22
    Obsidian22 Posts: 298
    That's a long strange trip so far..And the adult years. You haven't mentioned your childhood. I can sympathize with your fondness and loss of a grandparent. For me it was my Grandfather who passed over 1o years ago. I think of life quite differently since that event.
    He was my anchor from afar, a compassionate and gentle man, a constant force of nature amongst turbulence and chaos (family, extended family members and energy sucking entities, one stumbles across from time to time)

    Tragedy can also redirect your thoughtprocess and will to live.
    I have had my share of that as well.
    But this is a thread about cemetaries. I pass a cemetary everyday by foot.The season's are especially breathtaking to take in near a cemetary. I have always associated cemetaries with nature, color , raccoons living in huge 100 year old oak trees, raising their families, black cats or stray cats
    and my favorite Stone Angels.
    Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's Soul remains Unawakened.
    Anatole France
  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    Obsidian22 wrote:
    That's a long strange trip so far..And the adult years. You haven't mentioned your childhood. I can sympathize with your fondness and loss of a grandparent. For me it was my Grandfather who passed over 1o years ago. I think of life quite differently since that event.
    He was my anchor from afar, a compassionate and gentle man, a constant force of nature amongst turbulence and chaos (family, extended family members and energy sucking entities, one stumbles across from time to time)

    Tragedy can also redirect your thoughtprocess and will to live.
    I have had my share of that as well.
    But this is a thread about cemetaries. I pass a cemetary everyday by foot.The season's are especially breathtaking to take in near a cemetary. I have always associated cemetaries with nature, color , raccoons living in huge 100 year old oak trees, raising their families, black cats or stray cats
    and my favorite Stone Angels.

    don't get me started on childhood. my parents had parties every saturday; and sunday my dad had 2 teles and a radio all tuned to football. we were pushed off but since i was the only boy; i got to stay with grand. that's why we were so close. she'd go fishing with me and all sorts of things you wouldn't expect from a grandmother.
    i think we're still on topic. i like the stone angels and the occational gargoyl.
  • Obsidian22
    Obsidian22 Posts: 298
    Gargoyles are always divine. Yeah , my Granddad took me strawberry & raspberry picking,and I helped him pick potatoes, check his rabbit traps(holds her breath), fetch water from the well, and pick hazelnuts(when they were ready). Fond childhood memories.
    I bet your Grand was a fabulous at fishing. My brother's girlfriend is part Newfoundlander/MicMac native Canadian. I have never seen anyone catch and release Mackerrel quite as good as her. She always fishes by the Moontime too.And tide time for saltwater fish.
    This is where our loved ones reside now. In our hearts and memories.
    Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's Soul remains Unawakened.
    Anatole France
  • NoK
    NoK Posts: 824
    This thread was meant to be about cemeteries but also about the experiences that come with death and dealing with the death of a loved one.. so as the thread starter I assure you you can talk about whatever experiences you like. I'll even update the first message if it makes you feel better!
  • NoK
    NoK Posts: 824
    onelongsong wrote:
    and i believe you are right. our bodies are only vehicles which serve us in this life.

    my "what a long strange trip it's been" is to express all the things that have happened to me. i've had to start over several times. my aneurysm caused me to lose my airplane; i had to change careers; i had a recording contract i couldn't fulfill so the band name and all the songs are the property of the record company; a few years later my wife had a child by my sisters husband; after a year long, ugly divorce i had to start over again. i then had a gf who robbed me blind and moved out when i wasn't home and took everything. the cops said it was a civil matter and the judge wanted receipts for everything i owned. once again i had to start over. then my ex-wife tried to run me over with her car. that caused me to have seizures. naturally she wasn't insured and lived off the child support i sent so i couldn't sue. i couldn't work because of the seizures so i started over again. that's when i moved out west. when kids were removed from her home by CPS because of abuse; i got them but never got a penny of support. once the kids were raised i decided to follow my childhood dream of owning a ranch and raising buffalo so i started over again.
    so it's not a tribute; it's just been a long strange trip.

    Wow. I'm sorry you had to go through all that. Although if those events in life pushed you to pursue your childhood dream then they can be worth it.

    Do you feel it was worth it?
  • Obsidian22
    Obsidian22 Posts: 298
    for starting the thread. It caught my eye, and caused my memories to stir.Oh Happy Thanksgiving to all Americans! Enjoy !
    Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's Soul remains Unawakened.
    Anatole France
  • mammasan
    mammasan Posts: 5,656
    onelongsong wrote:
    and i believe you are right. our bodies are only vehicles which serve us in this life.

    my "what a long strange trip it's been" is to express all the things that have happened to me. i've had to start over several times. my aneurysm caused me to lose my airplane; i had to change careers; i had a recording contract i couldn't fulfill so the band name and all the songs are the property of the record company; a few years later my wife had a child by my sisters husband; after a year long, ugly divorce i had to start over again. i then had a gf who robbed me blind and moved out when i wasn't home and took everything. the cops said it was a civil matter and the judge wanted receipts for everything i owned. once again i had to start over. then my ex-wife tried to run me over with her car. that caused me to have seizures. naturally she wasn't insured and lived off the child support i sent so i couldn't sue. i couldn't work because of the seizures so i started over again. that's when i moved out west. when kids were removed from her home by CPS because of abuse; i got them but never got a penny of support. once the kids were raised i decided to follow my childhood dream of owning a ranch and raising buffalo so i started over again.
    so it's not a tribute; it's just been a long strange trip.

    Damn after reading that I am never going to complain about a shitty day at work again.
    "When one gets in bed with government, one must expect the diseases it spreads." - Ron Paul
  • NoK
    NoK Posts: 824
    forgotten_child wrote:
    We visit the graveyard because its the final resting place of our loved ones , a secred place where we can pray for their souls.

    But their soul does not rest in the grave..
  • onelongsong
    onelongsong Posts: 3,517
    mammasan wrote:
    Damn after reading that I am never going to complain about a shitty day at work again.

    the story has a happy ending. the way i see it; each day we're dealt a hand of cards. we're then judged by how we play that hand. bad times taught me to be a better person. if that's what it took; then so be it.

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