Cemeteries, Spirits, and Death

Some may find it strange that my first entry is based around my fascination with cemeteries. I cannot fully explain this fascination and I do not claim to fully understand it. The one thing I do understand is the fact that they give me an eerie feeling, but not a bad eerie feeling. An eerie feeling like I want to camp out in the cemetery for days until I know all of the tombstones front to back and all of the stories associated with the people who reside there. The living can gain a lot by studying the deceased, not just factually, but spiritually. I'm not claiming to believe in ghosts like Casper or the "Red Lady" of Huntington College, but I have a strong faith in spirits. Spirits that have gained knowledge through both life and death, spirits who may try to communicate this knowledge to the living in subtle ways. Maybe I just chose to believe this because I have trouble thinking about ever actually leaving this messed up world that I enjoy so much. I may have found some of my distant relatives in the Pine Hill cemetery today. I'm considering taking some flowers to their graves just in case. Get the spirits on my good side. Wouldn't want my own family working against me. Until next time.