We Once Were You

Plague & battle turn men into bones eyes that once looked upon a passing sky looked on it now as stones nothing remains...nothing but human remains. In time it is 1776 & the local Polish parish priest gathers & collects this flowering of Death collects & gathers this Death that has flowered lines the walls of his church with skulls & shinbones The Chapel Of The Skulls (3,000 souls in all) lines these walls unique...grotesque coming alive in the camera flash tourists trapped tightly together to get that one shot that will make the folks at home go 'Aghhhh! ' A terribly pimply adolescent geekishly greets it with: 'Cool...man! ' The living look at the dead looking back at them all the same in the end.