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another talent lost way too early
RIP BLOAT OILER SACER IZ, and all the others lost
I see your mouth moving,but I can't hear what you say......and I don't think I give a fuck anyway.
Catastrophic Sac Failure: i'm talkin steal a fire truck and fill that shit with etch and hose down the sears tower ass nigga
"She came towards me, and with the light like it was, the like light of heavenly grace, and the first thing that flashed into me gulliver was that I'd like to have her right down there on the floor with the old in-out - real savage"
i took that flick a week ago, i remember when he painted that a few years back and it still shines to this day. He was a good dedicated friend and it broke my heart to hear of his passing. Alot of love goes to ASE.
I have been so unsure of how I would begin to say anything about andrew...being that I was completely certain he would be doing this for me...there is no way that the world makes any kind of sense if a genuine and great soul like his leaves this world cold and ugly before I do...so as certain as I am that he would, I will do my best to speak about my best friend....
I know of not a single person whether they knew him or not, that could say a negative word about him...he had this great way of making you feel comfortable in the presence of such an amazing talent as he truly was...at the same time, if you were immersed in your own ego he had just the right words, sound and even looks that put you exactly where you should be...and he was really really good at deflecting compliments...such a really selfless person....it didn’t dawn on me exactly how much time we had spent together until I found out he had left us...when the flashes like movie reels of the times we had spent together attacked my heart like a thousand storms flooding me with a despair I will feel for the remainder of my life...some have made me laugh...he had the sharpest wit I have ever encountered along with knowing facts you would never expect, it became a combination as deadly as his physical strength which I can serve as an eye witness is insanely devastating....really though we have video evidence...and there I go again...i do not want to accept that he isnt here...i look at his house every day...i have for over twenty years and still...still I think im going to see him walking from his bad ass car to the door...i still wait to wave at him...i mean, something like eight or so hours a day for what like four solid years just he and i...telling jokes, making funny stories...general talk about life that he had the greatest eye for...i miss him so much...so much it physically hurts me...i wish any of you could just have five minutes of any of the time that I was and am still very proud to have with this person that completely changed and truly saved my life...i along with many many people can truly say that we wouldn’t be who we are without him...i know that I havent nor will I ever be the same without him....he loved his family so dearly and I feel lucky to have been a part of their lives as well...i cant imagine another human being that will not only make the mark on the world that he has, but make that same or even greater impact on people in the way that he so easily did...for me at least, when a great artist is gone it really hits me that there will never be another creation by this person again...all we have is what they have left us with...so instead of pondering the great things that could have been, we should celebrate what they have done for us and what the leave for us to further...luckily for all of us he has left us with so much to see and so much to be happy about...i know at least for myself that I have enough in my broken heart to last until I hopefully meet him wherever we may go after this...understand though, he hasn’t really left any of us...i can hear his voice in my head when im painting always...”don’t half ass it today ok?”...his close friends will understand that...along with “that spot isnt bloat accessible”...andrew, everything is bloat accessible...the world is and has been yours...i love you so much....so so so much...i don’t have you next to me any longer but you will be with me forever...even if im only a fraction of what you would call worthy without you...you have saved my life...you have changed the world...and I will chase your spirit until I meet you again...and when I do my friend, there wont be any time to worry about, there wont be anywhere we need to go...and we can have a million more days like the ones that I hold so dearly and closely to my heart...i love you buddy....
Belyoe....ase...a4y..hcm....best friend for life...
I have been so unsure of how I would begin to say anything about andrew...being that I was completely certain he would be doing this for me...there is no way that the world makes any kind of sense if a genuine and great soul like his leaves this world cold and ugly before I do...so as certain as I am that he would, I will do my best to speak about my best friend....
I know of not a single person whether they knew him or not, that could say a negative word about him...he had this great way of making you feel comfortable in the presence of such an amazing talent as he truly was...at the same time, if you were immersed in your own ego he had just the right words, sound and even looks that put you exactly where you should be...and he was really really good at deflecting compliments...such a really selfless person....it didn’t dawn on me exactly how much time we had spent together until I found out he had left us...when the flashes like movie reels of the times we had spent together attacked my heart like a thousand storms flooding me with a despair I will feel for the remainder of my life...some have made me laugh...he had the sharpest wit I have ever encountered along with knowing facts you would never expect, it became a combination as deadly as his physical strength which I can serve as an eye witness is insanely devastating....really though we have video evidence...and there I go again...i do not want to accept that he isnt here...i look at his house every day...i have for over twenty years and still...still I think im going to see him walking from his bad ass car to the door...i still wait to wave at him...i mean, something like eight or so hours a day for what like four solid years just he and i...telling jokes, making funny stories...general talk about life that he had the greatest eye for...i miss him so much...so much it physically hurts me...i wish any of you could just have five minutes of any of the time that I was and am still very proud to have with this person that completely changed and truly saved my life...i along with many many people can truly say that we wouldn’t be who we are without him...i know that I havent nor will I ever be the same without him....he loved his family so dearly and I feel lucky to have been a part of their lives as well...i cant imagine another human being that will not only make the mark on the world that he has, but make that same or even greater impact on people in the way that he so easily did...for me at least, when a great artist is gone it really hits me that there will never be another creation by this person again...all we have is what they have left us with...so instead of pondering the great things that could have been, we should celebrate what they have done for us and what the leave for us to further...luckily for all of us he has left us with so much to see and so much to be happy about...i know at least for myself that I have enough in my broken heart to last until I hopefully meet him wherever we may go after this...understand though, he hasn’t really left any of us...i can hear his voice in my head when im painting always...”don’t half ass it today ok?”...his close friends will understand that...along with “that spot isnt bloat accessible”...andrew, everything is bloat accessible...the world is and has been yours...i love you so much....so so so much...i don’t have you next to me any longer but you will be with me forever...even if im only a fraction of what you would call worthy without you...you have saved my life...you have changed the world...and I will chase your spirit until I meet you again...and when I do my friend, there wont be any time to worry about, there wont be anywhere we need to go...and we can have a million more days like the ones that I hold so dearly and closely to my heart...i love you buddy....
Belyoe....ase...a4y..hcm....best friend for life...
RIP BLOAT -
08-14-2009, 02:23 AM
