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User24 some guy died today
I didn't know him or know of him, nor did you.

in his life, he loved and lost.
he never achieved all he wanted to.
he had a job, it brought the money in, which is never a bad thing. He'd always said he'd visit his daughter in Africa one day, she left when she was 20, but he never did. She always said she'd come and visit one day, she's on her way home now, after hearing the news.

This guy wasn't really special, he has no lasting monuments, he'll be cremated next tuesday, ashes scattered in a distant crematorium, a little marker for plot 478.

A few people are attending, his ex-wife, his daughter, a few friends adn distant relatives who didn't really know him.

He didn't have a bad life, but it was nothing special.

Never mind, we didn't know him.
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silentbob i really like this entry 030729
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nomme me too
made me wonder how many people in blather were related to him (shared a common ancestor in the last thousand years or something)but never knew he existed and could care less that he died.
he could have been my father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's father's mother's younger sister's first son's daughter's son's daughter's son's daughter's son's daughter's son's daughter's son's daughter's third son's second daughter's son
if that makes any sense cause reading back it looks odd toomee and i think i better stop typing for a while.
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u24 (in response to bob_hope_dead) 040114
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dB tell me something new.
this happens every day and is not too interesting.
I'd expect the same from the rest of the world if I died tomorrow.
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u24 indeed, so why is it that people care so much when famous people die?

actually don't even answer that.
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dB because they feel an attachment to a famous person. they know about their life and have this illusion that they are connected.

Good example is when princess dianna died. thousands of people were so fanatical about her (for no reason other than their own lives were empty and they wanted to fill the hole) and knew damn near every detail of her life and personal habits even. So when she died they felt like a friend had died, despite the fact that they never met her.

When she died my dad tole me. He was all sad(ish), it had effected him a little. The conversation went like this:

DAD: "princess diana just died"
ME: "So? how does that change you as a person?"

The media frenzy that has ensued (OVER THE LAST 5 YEARS) has continued to puzzle and infuriate me.
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whitechocolatewalrus some guy
behind the bushes
rotting
a stench unimaginable
three weeks dead
wallet in the the ditch
no name
no money
someone uncared for
life matters none to anyone
we are all people
we all die
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egger . 040115
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somebody I bought a book a while back that had the obituaries of people long gone in it and for 3 months every morning I'd open it to a random page and read what their obituary had said about em and I felt as if I was living that day for them as if every step I took was a step they would never be able to take them selves, as if every thing I touched, even the ordinary things like a sink were things they were no longer able to touch, I cherished things more that way, I don't know what happened to the book, I put it back on the book shelf and the next day it was no longer there. 040117
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u24 the house_elves took it, no doubt.
they might return it one day.
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jane there are two colors in my head 040117
what's it to you?
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