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Sean Collier

three years could be yesterday . . .

What are some things about Sean? He was into social gaming. He'd drove once on a quest to a far away store in crazy traffic to get a new video game the day it came out when it was sold out everywhere else. He rescued animals. He made a far journey to adopt a rescued cat. He was a friendly sort. When Sean got to MIT he headed over to the club by the river and introduced himself to everyone. The accounts are that some there weren't sure what to make of him at first. He was there unofficially, to get to know them.

It's much better when we all get along. Walking into the bar there on the river, at MIT in his uniform was a ballsy thing for Sean to do.

There is a lot more too. I'm just giving you things that I remember from reading about Sean in some of the interviews with people who knew him. I didn't know him. From what I gathered he was a remarkable man who had a deep concern for people and animals.

Sean was a fan of racing. He also was a racer: and accomplished at it. His brother went into that as his career and works for a very famous Nascar person (I'm not name dropping because this is about Sean, Sean Collier, who departed 3 years ago this very evening)

A friendly guy, he got involved. He went on mountain hikes with the hikers. He played dodge ball (now look that one up and see the craziness of that crowd, and he was part of it.).

As well, within a certain online community of a particular video game he had a well known avatar.

We lost him. But it's weird because I've felt that he is still here, at times, smiling on all of us. Like all the good things about him still exist and we'll all get a chance to be with him sometime in the future . . . like he's already a part of Heaven and that is kinda how we'll know that it is Heaven because he'll be there. These kinds of thoughts are better expressed as poetry, a whimsy and a fantasy and fond remembrance. For all of those who never got to know him, to spend time with him, it sucks that he was taken so young. And cliche of cliche, we hear it over and over when young people die: "Only the good die young." or "He takes the good ones first."

Sean Collier, who was he? Why was Sean so awesome? What went right with him? How did he get to be so awesome?

It was just him. He was just really cool and concerned. Smart and giving he chose a career of service and lived up to it.

Three years ago this night. . .

Sean Collier may you live forever!

     
     
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April 15, 2016

9:09 PM

show of hands for who that
love the police!

🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

Wanna see a cool demo page which is also a plug for the artist John Barents of Brookline, Massachusetts? Barent's Carousel

MISSING YOU TONIGHT

a song in the tradition of crooners
and lovers true

words and lyrics by Billy

Missing you
tonight
Missing you
while the moon is bright
tonight
tonight
I'll ne'er be blue
when I'm with you.
Missing you
tonight
sound of the forest
and star light
tonight
tonight
while the river is bright
with the Moon reflecting
as rivers of light

Missing you
tonight
Missing you
while the Moon is bright

the forest sways
the river sasheys
the clouds roll in
but they just augment the sight

Missing you
tonight
Missing you
with the moon so bright
tonight
I'll never be blue
I'll never be blue
if I'm with you



logos for Amillia Publishing 
company. 

  

What they claim is good
 for 'the environment' 
   really sucks 
  for the forest.

    
    
🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

Watch This

show of hands for who that
love the police!
🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

these can get you banned from school?!:
🔫 🚀 🚙🚤🚣c🍀⚜⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣🚣
🚣🚣🚣  🚀  🚀🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
🔨 🚙 🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣


You can't speak in hiroglyphs

even Know-it-all-will-tell-yaa:
When people complaign about the words 
you use often they don't really want to 
hear what you have to say.

spinfont unicode-isms
🍀 Praise God! 🍀
🍀⏲⏱⏰⏲⏱🔫⏰⏰⏲⏱🔫⏰⏰🍀
🎠 
🎠 
🎠 
🔫
🔨🔨 
🍀 Praise God! 🍀

Delete and repeat, delete.

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

 
When you're alone on the train
you aren't really alone
there are all kinds of other people
traveling on that same line,
going in a similar direction,
very many destinations
end of the line.
 🚀 🚙🚤🚣c🍀⚜⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣🚣
🚣🚣🚣  🚀  🚀🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
🔨 🚙 🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
🖐

sub 🖐🖑 🖑🖐

Here is today's pretty poem:

  

Sean Collier
is Awesome!

    

Big moon
in the midnight sky
big big moon
all across the sky
you can see the crowd
as the marching band
marches by
take the crowd a'dancing
off toward the stars.

🖐🖑
🖑🖐
   
 🖐🖑

🖐🖑 🖑🖐

 ♥♥?

There's a river
of infinite love
flooding from on high
through the heart of all.

There's a river
of infinite hope
flushing through the gorges
through the heart of all.

Spread your wings and fly away
off into your day
off into your all


🖐🖑
🖑🖐


glossry of what's next
 ♥♥? : 

Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?

Wake up!


You know I thought you was the Buddha
I must have been tripping
on a great big hootta
unn ha haa

wake up and sniff the Buddha

  Praise God!

♥♥ Praise ♥♥ the ♥♥ Lord ♥♥ because ♥♥ He's ♥♥ Wonderful ♥♥ and ♥♥ Awesome ♥♥!!

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