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Well, you all were going to get a big ol' bucketful of blood, gore and profanity, but then something happened yesterday.
My best friend died.
Arthur Tucker, soldier, medic, mentor and nerd, disc-jockey, guitar player, geek of Muppets, Godzilla, Star Trek and old-time rock and roll, repentant alcoholic, loving father, young party animal in a much wiser middle-aged Gepetto-look-alike's body and my own personal Jimminy Cricket, dead before his time. The blood clot in his liver which shut off his digestive system finally got the rest of him.
I'd like to think that there's some hereafter where maybe Art is hanging with Jim Henson, Gene Roddenberry and Mel Blanc right now, sharing musings on the world and what a strange and silly place it is. I'd like that. I know he would.
May whatever world you're in treat you better than this life did, my friend. This world did not deserve your compassion. You were truly the 100th Luft balloon...
Now, if you all might so kindly excuse me, I got some depressing music to listen to and that booze is not going to drink itself. *curtsies and removes her hat* Gods blessings, all.
My best friend died.
Arthur Tucker, soldier, medic, mentor and nerd, disc-jockey, guitar player, geek of Muppets, Godzilla, Star Trek and old-time rock and roll, repentant alcoholic, loving father, young party animal in a much wiser middle-aged Gepetto-look-alike's body and my own personal Jimminy Cricket, dead before his time. The blood clot in his liver which shut off his digestive system finally got the rest of him.
I'd like to think that there's some hereafter where maybe Art is hanging with Jim Henson, Gene Roddenberry and Mel Blanc right now, sharing musings on the world and what a strange and silly place it is. I'd like that. I know he would.
May whatever world you're in treat you better than this life did, my friend. This world did not deserve your compassion. You were truly the 100th Luft balloon...
Now, if you all might so kindly excuse me, I got some depressing music to listen to and that booze is not going to drink itself. *curtsies and removes her hat* Gods blessings, all.
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I'm sorry that he is dead now. In the short time I knew him I valued his company as well. I feel at a loss for not having spent more time with him and not having met him before all of this. I hope I can make this time at least a little bit easier my lovely for you have lost a family member.
I offer my condolences. I truly believe that our essences, spirits, souls, whatever you call them, go on. And I believe we will recgnise one another when we meet again. The body is just the box we come packed in. You friend is still out there and I hope you can take comfort from that.
I try my best to avoid saying generic things, be it in celebration of a birthday, or during a more somber occurrence such as this one. But as if this sentence I haven't thought of anything good, so I'll just have to play it by ear.
Death is a misunderstood part of existence, it truly is. Even those of us who claim to understand it find it to be an unjust twist of fate when it's experienced first hand. It is the threshold of reality and belief, and one of the few times an intelligent person such as yourself can think beyond the physical world. After all, this place as we know it is tiresome in its limitations. I don't live my life based on the idea that somebody's micromanaging me from a cloud, but I'm also not one of those types you assumes it's all over when you don't open your eyes anymore. It's comforting to think that it gets better than this, and that those who have passed know it better than anyone. I'm a firm believer in the idea that mortality is tied to memory - we're talking about him so I don't see how he's gone. And now that his pain is no more, you can enjoy those fond thoughts without that darkness nipping at the back of your mind.
'Loss' never seems like the right term. I wouldn't say you've lost something, it's just different now. It's different but it's not necessarily a bad thing. What you have with your friend, it's still very much with you, and you can never lose it.
Death is a misunderstood part of existence, it truly is. Even those of us who claim to understand it find it to be an unjust twist of fate when it's experienced first hand. It is the threshold of reality and belief, and one of the few times an intelligent person such as yourself can think beyond the physical world. After all, this place as we know it is tiresome in its limitations. I don't live my life based on the idea that somebody's micromanaging me from a cloud, but I'm also not one of those types you assumes it's all over when you don't open your eyes anymore. It's comforting to think that it gets better than this, and that those who have passed know it better than anyone. I'm a firm believer in the idea that mortality is tied to memory - we're talking about him so I don't see how he's gone. And now that his pain is no more, you can enjoy those fond thoughts without that darkness nipping at the back of your mind.
'Loss' never seems like the right term. I wouldn't say you've lost something, it's just different now. It's different but it's not necessarily a bad thing. What you have with your friend, it's still very much with you, and you can never lose it.
i've been trying for 4 days to think of works of comfort for you, or words of support... but most of it comes out trite or over done so i will say things simply.
He is beyond pain and hunger and all the other petty and strange concerns of the mortal man. Do not mourn him as he wouldn't want you to be sad over his passing and the living have enough burdens to carry with out adding the dead to them. Instead carry his memory on and the love you carried for him and spread his tale to all those who will listen so they might touch upon who he was as well.
Rest in peace sir. I never knew you, but i am sure you were a stand up guy.
He is beyond pain and hunger and all the other petty and strange concerns of the mortal man. Do not mourn him as he wouldn't want you to be sad over his passing and the living have enough burdens to carry with out adding the dead to them. Instead carry his memory on and the love you carried for him and spread his tale to all those who will listen so they might touch upon who he was as well.
Rest in peace sir. I never knew you, but i am sure you were a stand up guy.
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