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As
we arrived at the cremation grounds the place was buzzing with
activity. Several of the bulls had already arrived and were
being positioned under canopies for the final preparations
before the cremation. There was quite a mix of tourists and
native Balinese, and even a few Balinese vendors wading through
the crowds selling cold drinks and snacks. It seemed a very
exciting time for Balinese and tourist alike, and there was
little friction on either side.
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The
people in black are either funeral bearers or gamelan musicians -
either way they are probably excited to have made it to the cremation
grounds, and are looking on as the next stage of preparations gets
underway.
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As
we watched, offerings were arriving in a constant stream. They
made their way through the jostling crowd to the bulls, where
they were piled up beside them - many of these offerings
were to be burned. Food offerings, flowers, fine brocade cloths...
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The
atmosphere took a slightly more serious tone as the bodies arrived,
wrapped in white cloth. Most were little more than loose bundles of
bones. There was a separate priest officiating over each bull, making
sure everything was done properly. The backs of the bulls were cut
open with a knife, and the bodies placed inside.
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Offerings
were placed inside the bulls with the bodies, and jug after jug of holy water
was poured over the remains, after which the jugs were smashed.
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The
ubiquitous black and white checkered cloth, the final reminder
of the duality the Balinese see in all things - good/evil, light/darkness,
life/death.
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