Never ceases to amaze me how whirlwind fast funerals occur. It's like by the time you're feeling the full impact of the shock the viewing is that day then the funeral the following. For something so heavily ritualistic and important you'd think there would be much more time involved. It's like let's just get this done and out of the way ASAP.
I'd really like to get to Varanasi one of these days.The Pyres of Varanasi: Breaking the Cycle of Death and Rebirth
When you step off a wooden boat onto the banks of the burning ghat in the oldest of India’s cities and you weave through a maze of funeral pyres hissing, steaming, and spitting orange embers into an inky night and you feel the metronome clang of bells vibrating inside your chest and a wave of furnace-like heat consuming everything in its reach, you realize how removed you truly are from the ritual of death.
And yet it wasn't all that long ago we deeply connected to it. I've always felt this is a major reason why society is so off kilter these days.
Morty: You sold a gun to a murderer so you could play video games?
Rick: Yeah, sure, I mean, if you spend all day shuffling words around, you can make anything sound bad, Morty.