do u ppl go to  graveyards so u can remember death?\n~peace
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I go to graveyards for a few reasons. I go to the graveyard to visit with those who have passed, regardless of whether or not they can actually see or hear me. I also go to graveyards when I am in need of inspiration to write. The calm of the graveyard makes me feel... alive, even amongst the dead.
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i had a dream after my great grandpa died. it was in black and white and the only thing that was colored in the dream was the coffin (which was light blue) and his eyes (also blue).he was lying in the coffin holding a tweed hat. in the dream, we were at his funeral and everyone was crying and he opened his eyes, and looked at me and asked me why everyone was crying and i told him that it was because he was gone and we missed him and he told me to tell them to quit crying, that he was happy now and that he was with God in heaven and with my great grandma. and then he closed his eyes, and i told everyone he woke up, told me not to cry, that he was happy...don't be sad...well, that was 3 days before his funeral. i attended his funeral and his coffin was light blue and he was cluching the same tweed hat that was in my dream...and i didn't have any idea what he was going to wear and what color the coffin was. \n\nThe point is that i do believe that dreams mean something and i believe that sometimes God reaches us thru them and they are meant to send us messages either for peace of mind or to give others comfort. I believe that i was my grandfather's messenger to the family telling them that he was exactly where he wanted to be and that they shouldn't mourn. the thing is, i didn't really know my great grandpa well and maybe i was a bit objective and that is why i was chosen but i was able to give my family great comfort when his death was unexpected. he had been healthy, very healthy and he died fairly surprisingly. So anyway, that is my take on dreams. not all of them have a profound meaning or really happen, but the ones that do, should be listened to...
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I dream of people that have passed away all the time. I have even seen my grandma standing at the foot of my bed watching me sleep. She had a bright light surronding her. It freaked me out. I have no clue what it is called, but i just want you to know that you are not alone.
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Well, we know when a person dies, their physical body is left behind for burial or cremation... and we have found bodies of mummies thousands of years old, proving them wrong, so no...physical bodies, it seems very unlikely.  Are you really asking if we carry on the same likeness?  Maybe we do...I tend to think so...if indeed there is anything else...I confess no knowledge either way.  It would be comforting to think we will recognize each other because we will "appear" reminiscent of ourselves here in life, but have you ever considered we might just be something else completely?  Not saying it's true...just playing "Devil's Advocate".
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Well, I think sometimes there are more made and some made bigger. Also, I believe that after a few hundred years, when so many people have died, they just re-use the graves. There are a lot of reserved graves in cemetaries. Still quite a few spaces left. Lots of people get cremated so they take up less space and often, people choose to be buried in the same grave as a loved one, sometimes more than one.
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you should read these the book "Echoes of the Soul" by Echo Bodine. Some kids remember details from previous lives. Some of the stories and examples she relates will give you goose-bumps--I mean that in a good way! Another good book is 'Indigo Children" by Lee Carroll and Jan Tober. When one of my nephews was around four, he told my sister that he wanted 'to visit the people who lived on the farm across from the church' My sister was adament he had never been to anyplace like that, let alone visited people in that location...Unless you plan have more details as to the 'other family' i.e., name and location, you  would have to search every newspaper in the world. If you know an approximate location (in the US) I would try the state or local Historical Society...they may either a record of deaths (usually by county or parish) or have an index of local newspaper obituaries. Also, keep in mind, your previous life may not have been at all recent...
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Yes, I talk to my Dad all the time, I sense his answers, and I feel him around me quite often. I don't know for sure that it is him - your mind can do some strange things when you are grieving. But, I have had some strange experiences that I can't account for since he died. One time, one of the things I sensed him saying to me was, "DON'T GO OUTSIDE!" I was about to go to bed, and I was going to go get something off my porch when I "heard" or sensed this. It kind of freaked me out, so I just went staight to bed. The next day when I went to go to work, I found that my car had been broken into and burglarized. So... I think that we have souls, and I don't know whether we can be around our loved ones or not once we die, but that's my story. All I know is that death can only kill the body - it can't kill love.
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I once walked through a very old graveyard with a friend and our 2dogs..the dogs stopped at one grave and they both stood there growling with their hair stood up on their backs.\nWe didn't hang about to find out what exactly they had seen,we ran and left the dogs to follow.
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That's probably not a good idea...I knew someone personally who was killed that way. Just be careful and bring someone with you, or at least a phone. Good luck.
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I do believe they can be haunted. In more ways than one. I believe it can retain the imprint of someone who lived there before and I also believe that it retains the energy of the people who have lived there before.  Especially if the people were very good or very bad. The stronger the energy, the stronger the imprint.
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I remember when I heard this joke my friend told me and I was like I guess you bury them in the place they were born, lol then she’s like "How can you bury survivors if they survived" and I was like, oh yeah I get it now, lol.\n\nSorry about your rough night, hope everything turns out OK for you.
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Every society has different ways of mourning their dead, and so does each individual. This doesn't seem to do as much with how to deal with grief as it does to give you ideas for decor, as you stated.
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uhhhh.....\nbe killed. I couldn't be a murderer and only peaceful things happen after death. HOW MANY QUESTIONS DO U ASK A DAY???
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you just really need totalk to someone. i lost a frien to suicide unfortunately i was in the room when it happened. i know how hard it is. i also had to attend 23 funerals in 10 months jst a few years ago between friends and family i wasn't surei wold make it either i really felt like my world was caving in on me. the thing that got me throgh it was my husband he always talked me through things, to this day he still makes sure i don't forget thememories of those friends and family members. one other thing i did was write letters to the people i was closest to especially my mom when i was feeling as you are now. i've read them at later times some i just keep in a box. good luck and please talk to someone!
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This is very strange but yes SB. One night it was very stormy, wind blowing, lightning with thunder cracking loudly....I was in the embalming area of the mortuary, there were five bodies. It was eerily quiet inside even with all the noise outside. I was alone, the only living soul with five dead. Been there, done that a thousand times, but somehow this night was different. Suddenly my foot started to tap on the cold, hard, cement floor. I took my rubber gloves off and began to snap my thumb and finger, whistling an unknown tune, my head was moving to the beat of a mystery song.\n\n     Wait.....did I hear a voice? Can't be, I am here alone,\nbut am I really alone? More voices, one than two, now three, four , five! Snapping my fingers, tapping my foot, moving my head.....five voices and me. What is it, what could this strange phenomena be? I am not scared, just curious. What are they singing, what is it. As I looked around the embalming area the five bodies were snapping their fingers SB, seriously. Their heads were rocking from side to side, they were tapping their feet against the bottom of the casket.  What is this , what are they singing!\n\n     Then it came to me, the sounds became clearer, the mystery solved......the voices in unison singing:\n   \n     "The hills are alive, with the sound of music."\n\n   We all sang together, a harmony so beautiful, so intense.\n\nIt was a very heartwarming experience, you really had to be there.
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You need to talk to someone about your fears of dying.  The are not crazy and very real fears but something that you need to talk about.  One thing to think about is a friend of mine who has died twice but been sent back because "it wasn't her time".  She has full well been on her way to heaven and is able to describe the wonderful feeling.  She can't wait to get back to heaven and has told me many times that if anything happens she does not want me or anyone else to start CPR on her.  You can bet I will honor her wishes.  You will not forget things when you die but will be able to see and reuninte with all the people who have died.
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it may b a ghost u shud check if theres ne1 hoo died where u live or places u go alot things like that happen 2 me cause this girl got murdered at my old scool and ppl wud allways hear noises in ther even wen they r alon and after i realized som 1 died ther i heard noises alot more.