In 1986, I attended a conference in Kobe, Japan. On a day of particularly hyperbolic sessions, I bought a map and set out to explore trails in the hills above the city. By chance I came upon this extraordinary cemetery, a place of long traditions and deep symbolism far outside my experiences. In its continual effort to hold back the dense forest, the cemetery seemed a stubborn vision of permanence in the face of all contrary evidence.

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