Old and forgotten cemetery

[Mashika]

Hi, this is probably not right place for it, but can't think where this goes

Would like to show some pictures of an old cemetery in some Mexico forgotten small town, i found this very beautiful in ways and also sad. And one of those places i can't stay for long because energies get crazy strong and violent at times, and you can feel there's something powerful but nasty going on at times. I think some of it even filters through the pictures, so some people may need to be careful while watching and may probably have to keep away, you know what i mean

These are not my own pictures, i was there around 10 years ago, back then i felt the air so dense i could barely breath, i could not stay there for long, there was some kind of heavy and nasty suffering feeling in the air it was unbearable

This place was called "the cemetery of the poor" because only people without resources were buried there, like those small white crosses without any name on them

I had forgotten all about it until today when i saw these posted on a forum, it suddenly brought back that awful nasty feeling of death in the air i had forgotten about :(

Anyway here you go

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[Mashika]

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[Mashika]

These were kids :(
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[Mashika]

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[samildamach]

I understand the feeling you get.near to where I live there is an abandoned church with old plague graves.
The place is dead devoid of energy it's like the graves have killed of all life in the area

[Harmony]

When I was about eleven years old, my family arrived on the Island of Molokai, one of the islands of the Hawaiian Island chain. It was dark by the time we arrived at the empty nun's cottage next to the historic Father Damien's church and cemetary, where we would spend a few nights. That first night we had a quick dinner and went to bed. During the nignt we heard all sorts of banging on the walls and roof and separately we each assumed the wind was blowing trees and branches against the building. In the morning we awoke to explore and found there were no trees or bushes next to the building, just an old drum sitting out the back, and an old graveyard.😨

(Father Damien is known for working with people who were afflicted with leprosy. He was recognised for his minisry, which he led from 1873 until his death in1889. He was proclaimed a saint in 1995.)

[Justplain]

Thanks for the pictures, Mashika. The tombs that were broken into make this place look very sad.

[Tam]

I know exactly the feeling you're talking about. It's the feeling you get in a place where the very earth and air itself are just saturated in death and sorrow.

I stayed at an AirBnB once that shared a border with a giant cemetery (they conveniently left it out of the pictures). The place was creepy as all get out, but in a weird way. There's a general stillness to cemeteries, but this was a whole different level.

And at night? Oof. I would verge on a panic attack each time I went outside at night (to get something in the car, for instance).

There was a presence there that felt intelligent, ancient, and very protective. And we were not welcome. It wasn't outright hostile, but definitely... unhappy with our presence.

I did some digging on the area, and turns out, the entire cemetery was built over a Native American burial ground, and the mountain range that was very, very close to the house was, according to the legends of the slaughtered Natives was apparently sacred/haunted.

Creepiest place I've ever been to. The air was heavier and everything was eerily quiet/off.

[Mashika]

The air was heavier and everything was eerily quiet/off.


For me, it's a perception that the air has stopped moving once you get inside that place, it's like everything goes still, there's no life movement, the time stops somehow and you can't breath because the air is almost as if it was solid

Very hard to explain, it's just how i feel some of those places, but not all of them. Once i also went to Michoacan, Mexico, to a small town where the Revolution went though

There is this small hill far away with a small brick road and at the end there is like a portal built out of rocks. In that place, hundreds of captured revolutionaries were hanged instead of being sent to jail

When you are walking there and start getting close, suddenly you feel you are not able to breath well, the air gets so dense as if you were running up a hill, but it's even the other way around, you are going down hill at that point. Then once you get there, your eyes hurt a bit, like something is hurting you from the outside, and you even can feel your skin getting a bit dry and scratchy. May be something in the air, chemicals or who knows, but it's so odd and you feel this heavy thing just as you described, you just have to get away from there as soon as possible

I was always interested in these aspects of life/death, because i have seen things like that and it always caused me tons of feelings and curiosity. I wish there was a way to find some answers, other than dying to find out of course :)

[Mike]

Death, at least in the physical sense, means rot, decay, and entropy.

Those images reflect those things. The graveyard is old, a little unkempt and decrepit. The strange irony is that it's those very things that give it its potent, eerie vitality.

Here in the U.S., you'd be hard pressed to find a graveyard that isn't perfectly mowed and landscaped, with the often ornate grave stones decorated with vibrant flowers. We fight entropy here. We're obsessed with it. Even death has to be nice and tidy. People work day and night to make sure it's so.

A superficial glance at those pics might suggest less respect for the dead. But I think it represents more in a sense, and also a willingness of the living to brush shoulders with it in a way that is bold and healthy and not quite as Disney as it might be in your average cemetery.

The graveyard itself is sort of a metaphor for the futility of fighting entropy and death, even though we must to live in a coherent world.