Farewell Sweet Prince
2005-08-13 22:42:27 ET

How can we EVER survive, having lost our Role Model, our Hero, our Spokesperson..... How is this 'lost tribe of freaks' ever to go on living, having lost our 'Tribal Elder'? If even HE was worn down to the point of shooting himself in the face, what hope could there EVER be for us???

.....Rest well, Sweet Prince......


On another note, here are some lyrics to convey my mood....

by Don McLean

starry night
paint your palette blue and grey

look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils

catch the breeze and the winter chills

in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.

starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain

weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.

starry night
portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met

the ragged men in ragged clothes

the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.

2005-08-13 22:49:35 ET

i've always had an obsession with the painting Starry Night...i even try'd to replicate it to an extent in clay, it was quite the task

2005-08-13 22:52:26 ET

Yes, it is a beautiful painting... he did better, but that one is perticularly pretty. ...i PERSONALLY have more of an interest in his life and personality than his paintings...

2005-08-13 22:54:05 ET

it's the artist in me that is in love with his paintings...he has always been a style i try to achieve in my own art

2005-08-14 07:11:32 ET

I was always more of a Vonnegut fan than Thompson.. but Thompson was bloody brilliant. A powerful voice is now silenced.

2005-08-15 09:09:52 ET

Never really got into Vonnegut. LOVE Thompson, though.

2005-08-15 10:54:53 ET

Funny how everyone has their favourites, neh? :D

2005-08-15 15:37:43 ET

Well, I don't know if I'd say favourite.... lol! Far too many for that! =P

2005-08-15 18:14:25 ET

that's why there's an S on favourites. ;)

2005-08-15 18:48:12 ET

lol, even that is such a hard catagory to put authors in.

2005-08-16 06:29:07 ET

Oh, I know.
Someone once asked me to name a few of my favourite books.. I think I stopped after I'd named 60 or so.

2005-08-16 11:30:54 ET

Yeah, that's one of the things that bothers me.... ....i had SO many books I wanted to read....

2005-08-16 13:57:12 ET


2005-08-16 14:12:53 ET

Yes... not sure if I'll ever read another book....

2005-08-16 18:01:07 ET

ok... I'll bite.. why?

2005-08-16 18:15:07 ET

Doubt I'll make it through tommorow....

2005-08-17 05:44:06 ET


2005-08-17 06:37:56 ET

Tell me you DIDNT just find out about this.. He's been dead for a WHILE.

2005-08-17 17:46:39 ET

Yes, I know.. I mourned for weeks when it happend. I'm just perticularly missing his being around. Passing through "the stages of greif", i suppose

2005-08-17 17:47:48 ET

Wholly understandable.

2005-08-19 14:04:30 ET

Got you.

2005-08-19 18:54:31 ET

got me?

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