on November 1st - the All Saints Day - The Day of the Dead - in other parts celebrated Halloween, I took some long waited photos of certain places I don't visit too often but may be interesting.
a brief unattention of a visitor set the grass from a tomb on fire but it lasted a few seconds only. besides the burned grass the fear remained to use carelessly fire candles.
After two panoramas of a ruin (the building is in the very center and appears to have been sabotaged because of some obscured real estate speculations), passing near the old IP Banat - the old typography, now in waiting to become a supermarket or something like that in our rotten capitalist economy, I got to a Cemetery - Cimitirul Eroilor. (It was the second one that day because I've visited first the grave of my family).
Not complaining or commenting on the way people do behave on such occasions, but when they visit theyr loved departed ones, one cannot but wonder why on earth the heroes, who willingly or not gave their lives on different occasions - seem so dead and forgotten. With those mixed feelings I shot the cenotaphs of Russian, Serbian (at the time Yugoslavian), French (among those there were a few moslem ones from the WWI...), German, revolutionaries from different times and often confronted from opposed lines and even different monuments which - exiled by the former communist regime ended in the cemetery - such as the Loyality Monument, a gift to the town from Frantz Josef after the 149 day siege of the 1849 Revolution when it resisted the Hungarian Revolutionary troops; or a Maria Teresa monument too degraded to have a better place and so on. Their deaths - seeming too pointless to my weak mind - should have brought the peace, prosperity and the liberty they all were send to fight for...
Well putting aside the thoughts of death and hopelessness I hope you enjoy the love of your dear ones as much as possible
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