A Tribute
to a fallen friend.
A man I never got to meet or interact with while I was not sitting behind a computer screen.
Yet, somehow, his life matters in a way to me that makes me feel like the world is a lesser place without him in it.
And it brings a tear to my eye.
That someone who fervently disagreed with me on almost every topic we stopped to talk about. Be it politics, industry, life, love, or just gaming.
Someone who would be just as stubborn and just as witty as I. Someone who would leave a path of d-e-struction from place to place.
Someone who I admired at first for that quality. Someone who, when I had worked so hard to be able to wear a tag near my name for so long, broke away. I followed. This is the type of person he was. He had a realness to his personality that transcended the fact that all we had was a voice server to communicate.
Someone who gave good advice, but only when specifically asked for it. That's a rare quality in a person, most people who dole out advice do it on a whim, hoping to be right with something in life. He didn't much care about being right. Or wrong. He cared about how you, or I, felt about a decision.
He was one of the few I talked to when I thought my personal life crashed. He was one of the few that told me waiting would not make it easier.
I still remember the nights of drinking in front of my computer and hopping into games where everyone knew each other. Everyone had some snippy remark and a joke at someone else's expense.
He was not above any of that. He was right in the middle of it. Even though I lost interest in the community which he built for himself, he still took time out to make sure I was okay. To make sure I didn't get off without a crude joke crossing my mast.
He still invited me to hang out with all the old timers who've been rarely seen over the past 3 years. I still vividly remember that night. Sitting in a conference webcam session, 12 of us, all of us drunk and all of us trash talking.
That will be my last memory of you. And I know that that memory is the one you want me to have.
A man I never got to meet or interact with while I was not sitting behind a computer screen.
Yet, somehow, his life matters in a way to me that makes me feel like the world is a lesser place without him in it.
And it brings a tear to my eye.
That someone who fervently disagreed with me on almost every topic we stopped to talk about. Be it politics, industry, life, love, or just gaming.
Someone who would be just as stubborn and just as witty as I. Someone who would leave a path of d-e-struction from place to place.
Someone who I admired at first for that quality. Someone who, when I had worked so hard to be able to wear a tag near my name for so long, broke away. I followed. This is the type of person he was. He had a realness to his personality that transcended the fact that all we had was a voice server to communicate.
Someone who gave good advice, but only when specifically asked for it. That's a rare quality in a person, most people who dole out advice do it on a whim, hoping to be right with something in life. He didn't much care about being right. Or wrong. He cared about how you, or I, felt about a decision.
He was one of the few I talked to when I thought my personal life crashed. He was one of the few that told me waiting would not make it easier.
I still remember the nights of drinking in front of my computer and hopping into games where everyone knew each other. Everyone had some snippy remark and a joke at someone else's expense.
He was not above any of that. He was right in the middle of it. Even though I lost interest in the community which he built for himself, he still took time out to make sure I was okay. To make sure I didn't get off without a crude joke crossing my mast.
He still invited me to hang out with all the old timers who've been rarely seen over the past 3 years. I still vividly remember that night. Sitting in a conference webcam session, 12 of us, all of us drunk and all of us trash talking.
That will be my last memory of you. And I know that that memory is the one you want me to have.
Years ago a future was laid before me
And I took the task and ran with it as far as I could go
I always wanted to be a part of something like this
You believed in me, and it's all I needed
Before I go, please know that I love you with all of my heart
My heart, my heart, is beating for you
I want you to know that I'll be thinking of you wherever I go
Spoken - September
And I took the task and ran with it as far as I could go
I always wanted to be a part of something like this
You believed in me, and it's all I needed
Before I go, please know that I love you with all of my heart
My heart, my heart, is beating for you
I want you to know that I'll be thinking of you wherever I go
Spoken - September
posted by Mike at 12:10 AM
Sorry hun :(
I often say, "live every day like it's your last, one day it will be."
He never had to say those words, he just did it.
always hard to lose a friend even if you've never met them. so sorry mike xo
No smart ass comments from me this time. I am genuinely sorry to hear/read this.
I'm sorry. Don't know what else to say.