warning: Morbid entry.
There was an extremely interesting article in this week's Providence Phoenix. The article is titled "When you die, your myspace page lives on" I would suggest reading it. I have a copy, or you can just go here.
It all really makes you think. I have been reading some of the deceased's myspaces. After they passed away is when everyone started to spill their guts, and tell that person how they felt. Their myspace sort of becomes a tribute to their life. At least that is how I see it. Although they aren't going to read it, it is a good way to talk to them, like a modern prayer. This is what looks to bee happening with my cousin John's MySpace. His sister posted some blogs on there regaurding what happened, and a video that we saw at the funeral.
Of course, with every good, positive thing, comes the blind and uncompassionate people. There is a website that posts all (or most) of people who have a myspace and passed away. The URL is mydeathspace.com. They also have a LJ community. The deaths are labels as: death, murderer, or suicide. This website isn't too bad. It just give information about their death and a link to their myspaces. But some of the comments I have read are extremely uncalled for. There is another website, ytmnd.com (you're the man now, dog.) They took complete advatage of Josh Ballard's suicide, and are completely disrespectful. It's pretty sick, the things people say/do.
So there is this one girl from Somerville, MA that they talk a lot about in the article. Her name was arriel, she died of Hep C. I was looking at her art, and things she has writen. Absolutely amazing. Here's my favorite thing that I came across from her...
"You must remember that everything you read is an illusion, that all those posts and profiles you dig through in your addiction- they are only your perceptions of a person's perception of themself. They are, in effect, fictions twice warped and compounded by the perception of two seperate realities."
Basicly, what I am trying to say is don't wait for a tragedy to tell your friends and family how you feel about them, what you love about them, share memories often, and make memories everyday.
Yea, we all made it through today, but who knows what tomarrow brings.
I love you all, and don't be surprised if you get a heart felt comment from me.
It all really makes you think. I have been reading some of the deceased's myspaces. After they passed away is when everyone started to spill their guts, and tell that person how they felt. Their myspace sort of becomes a tribute to their life. At least that is how I see it. Although they aren't going to read it, it is a good way to talk to them, like a modern prayer. This is what looks to bee happening with my cousin John's MySpace. His sister posted some blogs on there regaurding what happened, and a video that we saw at the funeral.
Of course, with every good, positive thing, comes the blind and uncompassionate people. There is a website that posts all (or most) of people who have a myspace and passed away. The URL is mydeathspace.com. They also have a LJ community. The deaths are labels as: death, murderer, or suicide. This website isn't too bad. It just give information about their death and a link to their myspaces. But some of the comments I have read are extremely uncalled for. There is another website, ytmnd.com (you're the man now, dog.) They took complete advatage of Josh Ballard's suicide, and are completely disrespectful. It's pretty sick, the things people say/do.
So there is this one girl from Somerville, MA that they talk a lot about in the article. Her name was arriel, she died of Hep C. I was looking at her art, and things she has writen. Absolutely amazing. Here's my favorite thing that I came across from her...
"You must remember that everything you read is an illusion, that all those posts and profiles you dig through in your addiction- they are only your perceptions of a person's perception of themself. They are, in effect, fictions twice warped and compounded by the perception of two seperate realities."
Basicly, what I am trying to say is don't wait for a tragedy to tell your friends and family how you feel about them, what you love about them, share memories often, and make memories everyday.
Yea, we all made it through today, but who knows what tomarrow brings.
I love you all, and don't be surprised if you get a heart felt comment from me.