Why would the Yakuza pay the homeless to steal the items? Wouldn't it be easier for the homeless to steal the items on their own and get paid for them? Not sure if I understood...
Anyway, I definitely couldn't camp at that place. I've dealt with a suicide a lot in my life... I've known a lot of people that have taken their own life, and I've had a gun in my mouth and my feet on the edge of a bridge, so as far as actually committing the act goes I think I can say I understand the motivation to some degree. The only thing that ever saved me was that when I got to that final point where it was time to pull the trigger or pick my feet up off the bridge, my will to stick it out and see how things turn out was stronger than the will to end it; but having known so many people where the opposite were true and their situations I've always remained empathetic toward them..
I mean, when my grandfather shot himself, I had the idea of, "What a selfish thing to do," without anyone telling me to think such a thing, and I was about 9 or 10. I thought, "Oh, why would he put us through this," and so I asked my mother why. Turns out he had a stroke, he couldn't read anymore ( which was one of his favorite things to do ) and couldn't see well enough to take care of himself, was in pain all the time because of nerve damage sustained during the stroke and was incontinent... This was a man who was just a few months earlier chopping wood in 20 degree weather at the age of 78. To me the idea of living that kind of a crippled life versus the one he had led was terrible, and I realized that he was not being the selfish one, I was. To say, "Oh, why would you put us through this," when it was in fact what he had to go through that I should care more about.
I'm not saying that it's not a selfish act, I just find the lack of understanding and acceptance by people's relatives and loved ones to be more selfish. I can certainly understand the feelings, and I never wound up not having them for other loved ones who killed themselves, but every time I realized that my grief and my sorrow for losing them was nothing compared to the suffering they had to live through day to day. It's hard to lose someone, but the important thing to realize is that if the person killed themselves, it must have been pretty damn hard to lead their life, and I don't really think that the statements of, "What a selfish thing to do," are without their own selfishness.
Either way, definitely a place I couldn't camp. Seeing the remains, the places were people met their demise, and the sings... That would all be a little too eerie for me. Then you factor in the idea of the "spiritual" realm, and you wouldn't see me going to that forest.