Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin.
Should a sinner make his way to this mansion,
All his past sins are to be washed away.
The sight of this mansion creates sorrowing sighs;
And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes.
In this world this edifice has been made;
To display thereby the creator's glory.
Team Phasma has become unofficial chroniclers and raconteurs of many cemeteries. Some are small and some large. Some are well kept and others are forgotten. Some are in remote locations and some are partially in active buildings. The stones, crypts, memorials, markers, and objects left behind are many times the voices of the dead. These voices are as varied and fascinating as the dead themselves. They tell stories and whisper secrets. They speak of love, sacrifice, duty, faith, sorrow, joy, heritage and history. Some are rotten and blank planks of wood. Others are as magnificent as scenic
Many people can identify the iconic Taj Mahal, but few are aware that it is a tomb. More than that, it is a story of love and sorrow. Mumtaz Mahal was the third wife of Emperor Shah Jahan and bore him fourteen children. Sadly, she passed away giving birth to number fourteen. By all accounts, the two were inseparable and their love was well documented. Consequently, the emperor was grief stricken and inconsolable at her passing. He went into seclusion for a year, but immediately began plans for building a mausoleum and funerary garden for his beloved. Twenty two years later the Taj Mahal was completed. This, with the pyramids, is the ultimate cemetery voice. The Emperor, even in death, thunders at the living, “How I loved her so”! Team Phasma believes the dead have a voice. We have discovered that even a weathered teddy bear or a rusty police badge can thunder
just as loud about love as the Taj Mahal. In many ways, the quiet, little known expressions of love and loss can be more moving than some giant edifice.
Team Phasma looks forward to hearing more voices of the dead and we continue to honor them by listening.