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Date: Fri 02/09/2007 03:47 AM
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Dear someone,
This is a friend of Ken's writing to you. Long ago he gave me the
password to his email, and I decided to check it in case there were
people like you out there.
I have some really tragic news. I don't really know how to say this,
but from the postdate on this email, there's no way you could know
what's happened. Since there's no easy way to say this, I'll just say
it.
Ken died on January 11, 2007 of a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the
head.
It has been devastating for all of us who call Ken "friend".
I beg you, from the bottom of my heart (because it is apparent that all
is not well in your world), not to do anything rash upon hearing this
news. I myself very nearly followed Ken into whatever lies beyond. If
he knows you, and spoke to you, he most assuredly loved you (for who can
but love their friends?) because that's how he is. He loved everyone he
ever or never met. He was that kind of person.
We all miss him terribly.
I know his widow is holding a wake of some kind in June or July for him.
. a Drunken Irish wake, as per his request. She's sent an open
invitation to everyone who knew him. If you can make it, I can be sure
to extend an invitation on her. .and his. . behalf.
I know this is hard. Please be strong. A friend of Ken's is a friend
of mine. Knowing that you knew him is enough to make me care and worry
about your well being. You are not alone. You can contact me at this
email address any time. I will keep an eye out for you.
Be well.
~A friend
Dear Ken,
My Brother
I know that this message may be a bit too late, but I want you to know that I will always remember you, you were an inspiration to me, to say the 'least', you were the one of the only people who ever understood me, you fulfilled another tear of our mother Darkness.
I always knew you were strong, like I, and our other brethren; for we were meant to last, to stick together - as one! But your leave to the other world has not changed anything, we are, and always will be as one, we always were the minority, always will be, we are the children of our 'Mother', and embosom us she does.
When I cried with anguish, you came to me like mother would with compassionate love and understanding. When I was scarred, you were there to take my wounds for yourself.
I know that we have not known one another for too long; but when I first met you, I could swear I had known you for aeons; as that is the way of our dark brethren, we are one, and no matter how scorned, our tears fulfill the most luminous gloomy seas.
On your leave to the other world, I hope you will find a better life, brethren who will better understand you and not scorn you, for I know how that feels. And I... with one less brother in this world, shall carry on, fighting everyday with all my might, in the knowledge that we will meet once more.
My tears are shy of dread from failure, but I cannot fail you and mother, for I am your wings in this world, and I WILL fight for us!
This was my latest poem about death, strangely; I hope to share it on your behalf...
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O beautiful clouds
flourish my sight
The sun goes down
he falls, asleep
in slumber, hopefully for eternity
Death, Death, Death
misty, mystical, beautiful, gloomy
take me away
come, come to me
gloom the skies
mote thy darkness reign eternally
Light be gone, silence come
Darkness come, hastely
Death, Death, Death
o misty, puissant Death
ravage the sun and light
come in my arms
carry me to the sky
like the ravens and crows
I'd fain take thy flight
And now I float
float float float
far far away, aloof
distanced from the mundane
reality ceases to bluff
past lost in a caprice
nastalgia of Darkness and gloom
incurs me, ravishes my room
Dark room, dark sky
sun shy, an inhuman life
bearer of light, be gone from sight
Silence ye sweet, ravish me
candles lit to an overture -
to a feast with the dead
spoken to none, listening only
dark existance - eternal destiny
Alone, lonely, myself and me
the clouds, the gloom, darkness
my ultimate destiny
o sweet death, come take me!
for this night I yearn for thee
o death, give me life perpetually
as we dance this night away...
float... floating, I float astray....
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Anyone is welcome to comment on our friend Ken, feel free.
This post has been edited by NecroReaper: Feb 9 2007, 01:28 AM
To Ken (v. Grim, Isaiah)
NecroReaper To Ken (v. Grim, Isaiah) Feb 9 2007, 01:23 AM
Feb 9 2007, 01:23 AM
