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Topic: Virtual Memorials, For Remembering those we've lost...
THE DARK ANGEL
Necrophile


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Posted: Aug. 08 2003,10:02 pm

Whoa!!!  That's a lot of Leo's. I'm sorry to hear about your Great-Uncle Everett.  Yes, life and death is a constant circle.  If I've learned one thing in this life THIS is it.  Some must die so others may be born.  Hopefully they'll get a long, healthy life.  With cancer running rampant I doubt that that is possible.  Far too much pain...too much suffering......too many tears...anguish....loss...sorrow in the world today.   :alarm:  Here is a candle so that ALL the dead may be remembered on this night and every night.  They're never alone.  All of here @ WESTGATE keep them alive....in our thoughts...in our hearts...in our lives.  

Love,
 darky   :alarm:    rip    :alarm:
         ~darky down under~

Edited by THE DARK ANGEL on Aug. 09 2003,12:40 am

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dark angel...~O~.....

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Kkaospixie
Azraelite


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Posted: Sep. 08 2003,4:59 pm

My little boy's classmate was struck and killed by a car over the weekend.
 Her name was Lyric and she was 6.
:rose:     :rose:     :rose:     :rose:     :rose:     :rose:

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"I have as much authority as the Pope, I just don't have as many people who believe it". -George Carlin

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dnekm
the Grand Wazoo


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Posted: Sep. 16 2003,2:26 am

While Leilah and I were talking tonight I remembered someone....

Oswan Chamani....

He was a local voodoo priest who died before I had my "california incident"....

He taught me a lot about acceptance - the acceptance of other people. When we first moved down here we knew only a few (read two) people. Oswan welcomed us.

I still remember sitting in Armstrong park and Oswan coming up to me and dumping a bunch of rum into my wine and telling me he could teach me to turn myself into a bat. And I remember our second anniversary when Oswan and his wife Miriam brought by a priest and priestess from haitii, and performed as closing ceremony that night that cleared the entire house of the influence of a few hundred people...

And the opening of an art gallery down the street from us that was supposed to be an opening for the art from the Voodoo tarot, yet Oswan and Mirian chose to hang out with us that night.

For someone I knew, only briefly, and in a bit of a haze, I still carry those memories within me. And I remember the man for his brilliance, openess and accpetance - above all else.  rip

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unchained spirit
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Posted: Sep. 16 2003,10:47 pm

The best memorial to Oswan Chamani is most likely your use of the acceptance and tolerance he has taught you in this forum and in your dealings with your fellow people.  

My husband died of metastatic lung cancer three years ago, and my father's been dead for about a year-and-a-half.  I think death was a surprise for them, because they lived with great insecurity here on earth.  My father was emotionally insecure much of the time, very remote, and my husband was constantly struggling to keep a roof over our heads, and food on the table.  

These two men will never be burdened again.  And what a surprise for them, I think, to find that they're so well taken care of!  They deserve the next world.

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Leilah
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Posted: Sep. 16 2003,11:16 pm

My deepest condolences on the passing of both, Unchained spirit.... Those that aspire to care for those they love are greatly rewarded in the afterlife with peace and the sense of fulfillment they never received in this life.

It is sad though, that souls like this never truly see the fruition of their purpose while they are alive. It only manifests later, and one can only hope that they can see the fruits of their toil....

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"Death stands above me whispering low, I know not what into my ear; Of His strange language all I know is, there is not a word of fear."

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THE DARK ANGEL
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Posted: Sep. 18 2003,7:29 pm

First let me offer my condolences to you unchained spirit.  I know the'yre in a better place.  We all deserve the next world.  Hope you're doing better.  I'd like to say welcome.  Nice to have you here @ WESTGATE.

Love,
 darky   :alarm:

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russalka
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Posted: Sep. 18 2003,8:14 pm

My sympathy is with you, too, unchained spirit, losing a mate has got to be one of the toughest experiences we have....
My husband was commissioned to do a sculpture by a man who died recently, and today his widow came over to see the work. Although she was all right, there was a deep sadness in her eyes that made me want to reach out and hug her. I hope her husband's spirit can experience the piece through his wife, who just fell in love with it.
And last but certainly not least, here's to my friend Julian, a veteran and ambulance driver, who was mis-diagnosed by the VA and unfortunately died in great bitterness; I wish you the Peace of Azrael, my dear friend. :rose:  :rose:  rip  :rose:  :rose:

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Let me guide myself with the blue, forked torch of this flower
down the darker and darker stairs where blue is darkened on blueness
even where Persephone goes, just now, from the frosted September
to the sightless realm where darkness was awake upon the dark

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unchained spirit
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Posted: Oct. 03 2003,11:14 pm

I thank all of you for your prayers, projections, and kind words.  I've sensed that you have sent blessings toward me.  Don't ask me how; I simply don't know.  

It seems to me that the wellsprings of justice in this world, or the only people who can hope to become wellsprings of justice, are those who know they are in pain and those who do not shun the totality of living through dying.  Just as no one dies alone, no one thinks, feels, or acts alone.  The door of one's non-corporeal self stands open constantly.

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Goethe Chose Mercy

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Leilah
Lady Death


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Posted: Nov. 03 2003,10:47 am

Dan and I had the honour of knowing Bob Borsodi and sharing in his unique environ.  Not mant folks still around like him. Another reason why we so desperately need the Death with Dignity act. Read this Bob Borsodi jumps to his death

rip  free soul!

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"Death stands above me whispering low, I know not what into my ear; Of His strange language all I know is, there is not a word of fear."

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HOLDEN
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Posted: Nov. 05 2003,10:49 pm

Leilah, Daniel,

i want to respond to this before too much more time passes...my heart goes out to you both. i've no idea how close you actually were to Mr. Borsodi, but of course it's never easy to say final farewells to those who've touched our lives in a good way.
assuming we have the same person in common, i have some thoughts of my own. ALMOST certainly the selfsame Bob Borsodi served as original owner of a long-since defunct restaurant called Borsodi's here in the Santa Barbara area (in Isla Vista, 1 of the smaller communities bordering Santa Barbara proper)...did your friend ever mention having lived out in these parts or having a restaurant here?
i never actually directly met the Bob Borsodi that i speak of, & his place changed ownership a couple times before ceasing operation altogether some time in '88 or late '87, but from '85 to '87 i went there a number of times & have fond memories connected to it. when i was 24, my girlfriend of that time & i used to love going there for lunch, it was not far from where she lived. they had poetry readings there. later on, on my 26th birthday, i saw the bands Sonic Youth & Firehose play there, & on another occasion Henry Rollins gave a talk there & signed my copy of the ReSearch Publications book Pranks. the Isla Vista Borsodi's was a great, convivial place to persue a social life.
regardless of whether or not the Bob Borsodi who touched your life & the Bob Borsodi who touched mine were the same man, i wish him peace. :rose:

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