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I love these! I have a true love for visiting old cemeteries and gravestones. Imagining the lives of those before us. The things they’ve seen and done. The stories they knew. These pictures are hauntingly beautiful.

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I always feel such peace in old graveyards. I imagine each of the lives laid to rest there, wonder about their dreams and the people who loved them and who they loved. These pictures are beautiful!

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Love love love cemeteries - these are beautiful

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Actually I doubt it's a surprise , I do know what each one means. Amazing in fact on my 18th birthday 01 10 of 1998 I turned 18 . I then got a huge tattoo on my lower back just above my bum. It is none other then a large single Celtic cross with all its designs. It was featured in my high school year book that same year. No worries I never thought I was too cool for school. So long ago and I haven't lived there in 10 years nor anywhere close to family or friends. Your pictures are very beautiful and I remember the abstract art in photography I were always able to see. Long Past time hobby. I never considered myself as deserving of the same nurture I've given each living and dead soul throughout history. I have never received it either although I know it must exist or the ideal rather. I used to jog / run along the cemetery . I just listen as stories rattled in my consciences and I felt the sadness and I gave back my own. I discovered my tree there. The tree of life. It was this ancient giant twisted and wild and detailed so much it looked denominational. I did take photos . I just sat there adoring it wonder and admiring it's roots. I hadn't thought much at that time what it thought of me enjoying the sights it held. Now I know this tree was thinking look at this girl and where did she come from. How did a simply small less of a somebody become something from absolutely nothing. The graves and the souls peer from hidden places and I remember saying in my head don't scare me please don't scare me bc I'm afraid of ugly things. They still today have never come at me ugly and frightening and I know they can. They accidentally shape shift and try. I just smile and dead stare them down and they melt away and smile back. Thankful that one sees and doesn't run or turn away. The very head stones and soil are carvings of many life's and processes over time generational regenerations , They know my secrets and won't let me go. I told them I will not forget them still they can't or won't let me go on and they arraigned a real gun to make sure daily I don't go or get courage to try to go. No one has ever tried the gun or stood up on my behalf. I've never lied stolen or cheated or tried to run away once in 10 years. Scary the abuse steaming out of some gun , when given good faith and God. Absolute abuse of power in a disgusting darkness I will not tell of here or now. If I shed light on the cruelties and injustice and ravishing of innocents you would only kill him and defeat my work. He should know the loss of love as we have also experienced and I would like to give him that gift directly from one to another. The suffering I am in is so great I have slowed the look of it so I don't hurt the people I love. It prevents me from looking to close inside art and I refuse to let it happen again stolen soul from one second of a glance,

For this I can't look directly into the eyes of my savior bc last time I lost my soul and gained the knowledge so many want and not one other should have and hasn't. Responsible even when Knott. They knew before, what I would and wouldn't do , they already knew my way of loyalty and they used against me as a pawn in a game of chess. Ironically I never played and don't know how and I don't plan too bc I'm not interested In chess. I know what they don't and that's I win any ways. That I chose not too is the principle so many try to rob from me. Funny it's free and for anyone who wants to exchange the latter of energy I'm still here still standing and I will choose not too very soon. This is the worst thing for universal furthering. Clearly something has gone on too long and so wrong drives a light to fade by choice just to escape the never changing clay they stuck her in. Imagine yourself changing and Nothing around does or let's you leave it. It's torture . don't be fooled by what you think you see. I am true and that's why you see better from the outside then from the inside I heed. Yeah many Lee and him too are all here at night time.

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I've been to at least one of these places and have eerily similar photos to the first and second ones (obviously not as beautifully captured with my amateur skills haha). I remember being in that very spot and looking at the ridge thinking how the trees looked like an army, or at the very least, a band of renegades, and wondering what it might have felt like to be in that valley and sensing a battle was upon you. I can't say how much I love reliving that through this photo series and in an odd way, sharing that with "strangers".

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