"The world of dead exceeds the living."
The living assume to know about permanence, but only the dead can know what everlasting means. Our concept of eternity has one end rooted in life and the other end stretched out into the numbness of the unknown. The dead are already at that terminal which has no other end.
Thus, perhaps, as in the lore of All Souls' Day, they return out of hope and passion for the life they remembered, to haunt, or at least occupy for a single day, the warmth of the living.
Graves grow cold in November.
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