The Fallen Brother
Death takes the very best. Only the best die young. So much said about the same thing, and in any way it all is reduced to the common denominator. Giants are falling, and no one ever will be able to replace them. They leave so fast, so unexpectedly, full of ideas, when everyone waits for the new masterpiece. But not the laurels embrace the cold body...
Just knew about the passing of another hero. Person, who was definitely one in a million. Influential and avantgarde, unpredictable and musically independent - the way every creative personality should be. But that's not only that we don't have the new explorers - we still keep losing the masters.
Where the fuck is justice?! Why the 45-year genius dies of cancer? I guess, for the same reason as another mastermind left with the similar cause at the age of 34. As the 39-year pathfinder died of heart attack. Finally the one, cynically shot onstage
being only 38. If I were a believer, I would have said that heaven bosses are too greedy. But that would be so good and relieving to know that they keep going on somewhere in another worlds. The fact is that it is not so. Genius isn't compatible with death. But death keeps striking people of genius out of the list... But not out of my heart.
Forgive me, Piggy. Forgive me for I missed the chance to know you closer...
Just knew about the passing of another hero. Person, who was definitely one in a million. Influential and avantgarde, unpredictable and musically independent - the way every creative personality should be. But that's not only that we don't have the new explorers - we still keep losing the masters.
Where the fuck is justice?! Why the 45-year genius dies of cancer? I guess, for the same reason as another mastermind left with the similar cause at the age of 34. As the 39-year pathfinder died of heart attack. Finally the one, cynically shot onstage
being only 38. If I were a believer, I would have said that heaven bosses are too greedy. But that would be so good and relieving to know that they keep going on somewhere in another worlds. The fact is that it is not so. Genius isn't compatible with death. But death keeps striking people of genius out of the list... But not out of my heart.
Forgive me, Piggy. Forgive me for I missed the chance to know you closer...
posted by Attera Nox at 9:04 PM
3 Comments:
Great Blogg.
This is the exact reason why I try so hard to be everywhere, making as many contacts as possible. Because they are leaving. And though it will be much harder for me to survive the loss of someone I knew and dealt with, at least I won't feel so guilty for missing the chance.
It's a mistaken opinion that I don't have alive heroes. I have, and there's much more of them, than among the dead. But it is endlessly painful to know that someone who used to have the similar visions to yours, someone who could be the closest friend of yours exists no more...
Of course I realize that there can't be a lot of closest friends. But why should I stop getting acquainted with different people if I see that among them the opportunity to find the right people is much higher? And the fact that nearly all of them are somehow related to metal music is not exactly an aim: through all my life people in music appeared the most relative to me than anyone else outside the sphere. Maybe it's a specific creative and non-conformistic vision... And I don't see anything bad or dishonest in showing someone I don't know in private that I care anyway. If I'm carried by someone's ideas, it doesn't matter for me, if the person lives next door or on the other side of the world.
And some more: my life doesn't consist of another people. It consists of my vision of another people.
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