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A friend of mine committed suicide a few years ago. He would have been 24 today.

D8.....thats so sad......part of me just died *sniffle*

It is ok to do that.

its ok...parts of me are always dieing.....i mend my self, unfortunately, through exploding on my friends.....i apologize to them, they understand, i bottle up my feelings to keep my composure.....but sadness is something you shouldnt bottle up

I dunno I kind of feed off those feelings that I keep to myself.

there are 2 kinds of people.....ones who are energized by others, and ones who have there energy drained by others (this is completely true)....im energized by others

Things aren't that cut and dry. People can make you feel all sorts of ways and it can go in any direction.

well, i suppose

the age's of late teens through 20's are, to so many, intolerable. Are you gonna be alright? Been thinking about him much lately?

Yes I will be alright and you have to honour the man. He was one of the best guys out there. I dunno really what went so wrong.

I can't see how there could not be something unique in us that can't survive after death. If the Universe is infinite and subject to change so must we be. He has to be somewhere better or worse, if worse than subject to change; with an eternity to find absolute happiness. Have you ever had the kind of dreams that include people, a person or figure that happened to seem very very familiar or you feel you know them personally until you wake up and know as your conscious that you never met them in your life? Do you ever ask yourself why you felt you knew them when you were asleep but when awake knew you've never seen them, him or her; or could even remember your dream well enough to recall what their face looked like?

I can't presume to know how it works. I do know he lives on with his friends and family.

I probably have but I don't dwell on it. Dreams speak in abstract terms. They leave a emotion. A feeling but don't divulge anything concrete. Then I have to go to work and life goes on.

Don't presume; it rids the gift of wonderment. His family is gone to?

He was the younger brother of my good friend and past bass player for my band. Lots of history. Growing up from youth and shit.

Honestly I can't help but think it will be just the end. This isn't All dogs go to heaven afterall.

I don't know a heaven or hell. The body loses a significant amount of grams after death and that is still not explained in science. But we shouldn't skip ahead. What happens now determines the future. Even if I knew what comes after death, I vow silence; I would be meddling in your freedom to tell. Be honest, fear not your own shames, make no judgments and you'll find all you need to know in good time.

I have a glass of red wine right now -to your friend in memory for certain

Sad news. You are happy that you new him, though.

It's important to remember. To hold it close. Even myself, as fucked up as I feel I am I know people will miss me and still love me. Makes this whole journey something more meaningful.

Well said.