Angelsboi passed away 16 Jun 04 (was: Angelsboi Health Update)

[Qualidar]

Good luck, Ryan. We'll see you on the other side.

And a prayer for those he left behind.

~Qualidar~

 

[Jamdin]

Goodnight, Angelsboi

 

[Imhotepthewise]

Goodnight, Angelsboi. I will miss you.

 

[Theron]

Dammit.

I didn't know him, other than seeing him all over the place. I've never been a very prolific poster here. But he was memorable. His stories were great. I think the first time I saw the term "gaymer" was in one of his posts.

I work in the field of HIV health care. Not that it has any bearing on things, but for some reason, when someone I'm familiar with loses the fight to ARC, it just makes me mad.

Peace, Ryan.

 

[Kilmore]

Gods speed.

 

[beta-ray]

I don't know him as well as most of the other posters, but I do remember him posting and that street fighrer-ish image he used... I am saddened by his passing, and reading just a few of his live journal postings is heart-wrenching.

My thoughts go out to those that survive him... and to this community. I hope we can all remember mroe what we gained from his presence, than focus on the loss.

Take care all.

 

[Sidereal Knight]

I'm a dyed-in-the-wool lurker, and like so many of us I only knew him by his posts and blog. That window into his life showed someone with rare courage and honesty, and a truely creative spirit.

I did correspond with him over email once, in August of last year when it turned out that he would not be able to make it to GenCon. I got him to promise to come this year and have dinner with me and my partner. I know he'll be there in spirit... I just wish that was enough.

Into The West by Annie Lennox
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lay Down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey's end

Sleep now
Dream-of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across a distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away.

Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see?
On the horizon.
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises.
The ships have come
To carry you home.

And all will turn to silver glass.
A light on the water
All souls pass.

Hope fades
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don't say
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again.

And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping.

What can you see?
On the horizon.
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises.
The ships have come
To carry you home.

And all will turn to silver glass.
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the west.

 

[MavrickWeirdo]

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night

He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen had no choice

I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart was going boom boom, boom
"Son," he said, "Grab your things, I`ve come to take you home."

To keeping silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut

So I went from day to day
Tho` my life was in a rut
`Till I thought of what I`d say
Which connection I should cut

I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart was going boom boom boom
"Hey," he said, "grab your things, I`ve come to take you home."
Yeah back home

When illusion spin her net
I`m never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free

Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me

Today I don`t need a replacement
I`ll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart was going boom boom boom
"Hey," I said, "You can keep my things, they`ve come to take me home."

Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel


Another who borrows words, when I don't know what to say.

Merry meet,
Merry part,
and Merry meet again.

 

[Eosin the Red]

I never spoke with Angelsboi but I admired him for his simple outspoken comfort in his own skin. Like Henry said, he wore his heart on his sleeve and that is a profoundly brave trait in todays world.

My sympathies to those who loved him.


Added: His winged street fighter avatar is iconic of him. I have seen it in other places on rare occassions and I always think of AB when I see it. I imagine I always will.

 

[Sugarmouse]

Many moons ago...

Although I only recently registered, I've been lurking here on and off for a while.

I first came across Angelsboi back on Irony a few years back, and he accepted a character concept of mine into a shortlived game due to his health problems.

I stayed in touch with him for a little while thereafter, even helped him a little bit in sorting out a Pantheon for a new game idea he had.

I disappeared for a while thereafter, and never got into contact with him again.

It is clear that he has managed to touch many people, and their lives have been enriched by his existence.

So, in memory as a brief aquaintance of mine, lo so many moons ago:

"Hail to the victorious dead!"