This place was just... bizarre. So bizarre I muddled my way through my phone-interwebs connection just to get to Facebook so I could tell all 2 people who read my posts! But I made that post from my phone! That's almost more exciting than the cemetery was!
(you guys, my phone is like, a dinosaur, or something)
Anyway.
There's a lot to see in this cemetery. So much, in fact, that it's going to require at least one more trip in order to really see everything. We got there kinda late and the place closes at 5:00 (the dead need sleep, or something) so there wasn't any real way to take it all in because it's terribly overwhelming. Mostly because it's so WEIRD.
However, it was not this:
Failing
I'm not making fun of the dead (okay, I sort of am), but really, "Failing" is a pretty terrible name. Unless it belongs to someone else, in which case it's kind of hilarious.
Fate, see me tempt it.
(one thing that IS failing? Photobucket. Holy fuckity fuck, have I mentioned how much I hate Photofuckit?)
So Jesus was hanging around:
Jesus. Hanging around.
He maybe could have gone with the statuary post I'm going to make, but I guess he'll do fine here. This wasn't actually a grave marker, just a statue chilling in the middle of the cemetery. Some of the actual statuary markers were outrageous. And I have photogenic proof (that you might have to wait on because I'm slow like that)!
Then there was this:
"Tread softly stranger, this is ground which no rude footstep should impress. With tender pity gaze around , let sadness all thy soul possess"
Someone was mighty emo. Or something.
I guess I'll let these three stand on their own. I have two other posts I want to slap up here real quick tonight. Also, yeah, all of these pictures (from this and subsequent posts) were taken in MAY of this year. No, there are no leaves on the trees. Yes, it looks like the middle of fucking January. Someone just kill me and get it over with. I even know where you could bury me.
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