I received a letter the other day from a woman, we will call her Mrs. Smith, so her identity can remain private. Mrs. Smith went on a two page rant about how the Goth communities obsession with cemeteries, death, crypts and all other cool things is extremely unhealthy and ruining our society.
My first instinct was to verbally flip her off, but then I remembered I am a classy, educated woman and decided as hopeless as it was to try to show Mrs. Smith the light. (Hope some of you caught that irony.)
Finding peace and beauty in a cemetery is not morbid. Cemeteries are places we lay our ancestors to rest to honor them. It’s a place to come to reflect on their life, our lives and the memories we’ve shared. I love cemeteries.
When I was little we use to play Capture-The-Flag in a cemetery. And now that I am older, I find them humbling. Anytime I stroll through a cemetery or a crypt I can feel the memories, the sadness, the happiness, the peace, the honor that is present. It always reminds me it is wonderful to be alive. And no matter what is going on in my life that is turbulent, I can find peace at a cemetery knowing it is an honor to be breathing this world’s air.
I would LOVE to hear your opinion on the matter.
-Me
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I don't know if the woman was of a Christian bent, as I am, but I don't how one can't see some of the parallels between contemporary Goth thought and that expressed by David in Psalms 38. Death, depression, the focus on death, and the like have been around for a while and inspired many a great artist, musician, author, counselor, and others. Just my narrow opinion. Here's a brief sample - sounds pretty Goth to me:
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
4 For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as a heavy burden they are too he…
I love what you wrote. I too adore cemeteries and feel all of your aforementioned emotions and have similar thoughts. I fail to understand how some people find them morbid, horrible or whatever negative adjective they would use.
I used to drive to a cemetery to have my lunch when I was in high school. To me it was a serene, peaceful place. A place I could contemplate life and my connection to the world I'm part of. As an adult, I love to stroll through older cemeteries and appreciate the wonder of so many lives and years of history; not to mention the architecture and sculptures. I like to feel that type of connection, still, even now in my…