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Date: 2008-01-23 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-23 01:54 pm (UTC)I am shocked
What a waste
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Date: 2008-01-23 08:09 pm (UTC)I really do not care for the details, BUT.....
Another thing that morbidly jumped into my head, and I take no pleasure in this being witty or not... but here's another death involving an actor playing a comic book character that wears face makeup (the other being the Crow's Brandon Lee.) Lee was an obvious accident, this possibly not so much. Coincidence sure, but this is the second time before a much anticipated comic book film opened a lead actor has perished. I making no insiniations... just saying.
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Date: 2008-01-24 12:43 am (UTC)How are you doing NOW, John?
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Date: 2008-01-24 06:22 am (UTC)"When an artist dies young there is always talk of the paintings undone, the books unwritten, but that points to some imaginary storehouse of undone things and not to the imagination itself, the far richer treasure, lost. All of those works are the trail left behind, a path across time left as the sun leaves gold on the sea: you can see it but you can't ever pick it up. What makes us sweat from the sun here on earth is a fraction of the force the sun can bring to bear, and this is what this lost work is to us, these paintings in the apartment with him when died, unfinished: this is faint heat from faraway fire. What we lose with each death is like stars falling out of the sky and into the sea and gone. It is more than nothing that we have left, loss larger than nothingness; the something undone, the something that won't ever be done, remains unendurable to consider."