Respect for the inert body.

When I was a little girl I remember my mother telling me that the cemetery was a place where the people, who in life were our loved ones, were resting. I had no idea what happened there, people simply died and went to the cemetery.

But the truth is that my mother only wanted to leave in my little mind the memory that when you enter a cemetery you should respect it and I grew up with that. Every time I entered a cemetery and when I reached an age to understand these things, for me it remained a place of respect for all the bodies of the deceased who arrived there to their final resting place.

As time went by I became an adult and I began to hear so many things unimaginable to me of what could happen inside a cemetery.

In my country there are many people who do satanic rituals. They go to certain places and manage to bring whatever amulet they can think of to practice their rituals.

I have never witnessed such an act and I am glad I never did, but I have met people who were there and then went on to tell anecdotes that they shared with friends, on those occasions where there is a gathering to share, eat and drink. A lot of stories are told there.

I heard stories that I am going to tell you now. One that I don’t forget is that of a young man who belonged to the state security forces. He was allowed to come and go as he pleased. One of the sons of someone influential needed to study human anatomy and the young man was studying medicine and decided to do something unusual to achieve his goal of studying on a corpse as much as he could.

So this boy who belonged to the special forces proudly commented that, when the young student needed a corpse, he would talk to the gravedigger at the cemetery. He would inform him of the corpses that had been buried that same day.

This young man, along with others of the same ilk, desecrated a grave, removed the corpse and took it in the car to the mansion of the wealthy young man. There his group of friends would study with a corpse during the night and then return it before dawn, after having gone over the human anatomy on the corpse, the gravedigger taking great care to not leave any trace at all of this desecration.

I want to mention that this fact didn’t give me any pleasant sensation when I listened to it, when I listened to what he was telling as a joke of his past life, while he was under the influence of alcohol. I even asked him if it gave him any kind of feeling, any sort of reaction, to extract a corpse that already had a Christian burial… To which he only answered that he was only following orders from his boss.

I don't think this is something well seen in the eyes of God. Nor was it well seen in my judgment. I immediately distanced myself from that group and never wanted to hear any more of that young man's stories.

I learned that there are people who desecrate the burial grounds in search of children's bones, or adult bones, or hair of the deceased. All this to make acts of sacrilege with people who call themselves witches and with these small collections of corpse tissues they make satanic rituals to get things.

Things such as women very difficult to get, or destroy marriages to keep this or that spouse, rituals even to kill.

It’s a very sad experience for me now to remember how a human being can get to the point of removing pieces from an inert body inside a coffin. Of a being that is someone's family and that was kept in that place with the thought that it would remain there until the ashes joined it to the earth where it rested.

I have remembered these facts because today someone told me that he heard on the news that in the cemetery of a certain place in my country the cemeteries are totally desecrated to extract the metal coffins to be sold again.

If that wasn’t enough, the bodies are extracted to remove the clothes with which they are buried and in addition, parts of their skeletons are removed to make witchcraft amulets.

How far can human beings go with their wickedness, with their lack of respect for a dead body? with the lack of fear of God in their hearts?

This is something I wanted to share with you because I don't know if these stories happen only in my country or if they also happen in other places.

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