Monday, November 3, 2008

Kings Among Mortals...










Scratchy and I took a drive this afternoon to one of the local cemeteries looking for unusual shots. Ambient music playing, I could see the beauty amongst the dead, totems of wealth and power. Their past lives of grandeur, gave me pause to wonder...what makes man build such monuments to self?
Mausoleums fit for kings and queens, why were these souls so special that their mortal remains should be immortalized in such garish, yet beautiful manor? As I strolled among the monoliths, I recalled the names...land barons, lumber giants, merchants and business people of all nationalities...all a part of my city's heritage. But the mausoleums stand apart from all the rest, especially since the tornado last summer tore directly down the middle of the cemetery, uprooting many of the grand, old century oaks...but the Gothic structures remained unscathed, albeit less freaky, shed of their dark, shadowy companions.

But you tell me...is it so important to be remembered as such...a step above the rest. Marble statues blessing each coveted grave site, monuments to the wealth and power of the few...status counting even in the parking lot of the dead...I think not...as I gaze among the simple stone markers of the brave American soldiers, who made the ultimate sacrifice for our country...there is no monument that can call on such a wealth, as the sacrifice of life for honor and duty.

9 comments:

High Desert Diva said...

"...there is no monument that can call on such a wealth, as the sacrifice of life for honor and duty."

Well said.

trash talk said...

I am thinking maybe their lives weren't the testament they thought would live on. Or sadder still, what else was left to spend their money on?

Lisa B. said...

I'll second that!

M.Kate said...

Interesting...a walk to the cemetery, dont know of any person who does that unless its for prayers. We have many types of cemeteries. The Malays very simple, the Christians are like those in your countries, and then you have the Chinese...big surrounding lands and the costliest. I wonder why one needs it that way..big space even in death.

JUST ME said...

Thanks for sharing these wonderful pictures that you took. Just be careful. While I visited a cemetary during July to capture some photos I had my car broken into. Not that this will happen to you, but I just wanted to inform you.

Again thanks for sharing.

Angelica

Greyscale Territory said...

I too like to walk a cemetery. I enjoy seeing peeople's comments on other lifetimes and even see the changing fashion of names too!

This is a wonderful post! I wonder if a monument in death that is large and imposing somehow is a last plea to be remembered, almost desperate in some ways. But then, often it is a relative that creates the monument rather than the person in question. Hmmmm ...Interesting!

Steph said...

I've always thought it wrong to bury our service men and women in a way that demonstrates no individuality. There they are, all lined up in neat rows, with headstones that reveal when they were born and when they died, but nothing about what happened in between.

willow said...

You last line pretty much sums it up.

paisley said...

as teens we hung out in the local mausoleum on lunch and free periods as it was pretty close to the school and always open... i love cemeteries,, vaults headstones,,, like little bits of history,, stories just waiting to be told...