tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15967712.post115560905375724854..comments2024-02-27T00:11:57.219+11:00Comments on Extra Nos: I like CematariesLPChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11352627830833515548noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15967712.post-1156077982927387972006-08-20T22:46:00.000+10:002006-08-20T22:46:00.000+10:00Matt,Thanks for dropping by. I started liking ceme...Matt,<BR/><BR/>Thanks for dropping by. I started liking cemetaries when I went to a Lutheran burial ground and started reading the messages found in the tombstones.<BR/><BR/>The Lutherans who came here were escaping persecution and they left with their pastors (sort of sheep following their shepherd). The epitaphs are inspirational because it spoke of their hope in the promises of God.<BR/><BR/>LitoLPChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11352627830833515548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15967712.post-1156049822889769102006-08-20T14:57:00.000+10:002006-08-20T14:57:00.000+10:00Lito,Strange but true, I too have had a liking for...Lito,<BR/>Strange but true, I too have had a liking for cemetaries over the years. Not macabre or anything. But there is some sober about the stillness there. Something profound about time passing that only a cemetary can communicate. "Seize the day," it seems to speak. <BR/><BR/>It was said that the ancient Catholic mystic St. Francis of Assisi use to have a skull that he would sometimes meditate, perhaps getting the same sentiments. <BR/><BR/>Peace,<BR/>MattAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com