It took about one week for me to get over the Thursday November 19th passing of Kirby Morrow last month. I was catching up on Attack on Titan: Junior High and finished the spinoff series before the news stopped me in my Layouts Creating tracks. Fans who knew the Canadian voice actor long before these Lego tv shows dominated the Kids of today, would be devastated and crying like I did. Watching X-Men Evolution on KidsWB was one of the reasons why I never missed out on an X-Men movie from the Marvel Movies industry since 2000. I haven’t explored the Deadpool movies or watched Dark Phoenix after Logan, though. But Kirby was my Scott Summers/Cyclops from my childhood. And it really hurt me in the Feels.

Then there’s my Inuyasha anime upbringing. Having to hear that Miroku’s North American voice actor passing away 2 years and a month apart from the original Japanese Seiyuu is a Biggie. I didn’t even recognize the replacement for Miroku’s late voice actor in the Japanese dub of Yashahime’s 1st episode, because I had forgotten about the 83 year old’s stroke from October 17th, 2018. I never imagined Kirby Morrow would pass away at the age 47 during this dreadful year of 2020. His voice did sound like it had aged when he reprised his role as Miroku in the simulcast dub of Yashahime’s 1st episode. And did they have spit guards when Kirby would do his roles with other voice actors in the same Ocean Studios booth in Vancouver, Canada?

I’m just glad this is a heartache of Unity and not Division. 2020 will be my 2nd Christmas where I ignore my hardened heart of January 2019 and listen to a Christmas album who was sung by a Fallen Angel from Said Last Year. It’s a big deal for me to cherish the memories I once enjoyed when my community was whole and happy. I don’t care if the Present Day pushes a long leash between me and Fallen Celebrities. I’m isolating myself because the one sided individuals can’t understand my continuing internal struggle of accepting an invading Twilight Zone reality.