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marc
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Registered: March 2003
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Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Marc was helping a man in pain last night, not knowing that his neighbour was dying. As we know someone else dear to him was very scared about a brain mass. And he remined me about Justin the Okie, who died last year by accident.
The man in pain was here in England. And Marc was not alone in trying to help. Stephen left Robert's father's home last night, after we all hoped he was as ok as he could be, and went for an expedition. His car has been found at a resort (by which I assume coastal), and Robert's father is helping the police to see if he can be found.
A prayer is in order, to the god or gods in whom you believe, or to none. For each of these people, living and not living, for peace of mind. And for those leftbehind for their peace too.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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timmy
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Has no life at all |
Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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stephen
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Location: UK
Registered: December 2002
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As I write, I see Timmy's Haiku is on top: "Alive in our hearts,
Paul and Simon give him voice. Scholar, you are missed." he is - and by none more than me.
I owe more than a post to my friends and family here - so much more.
My expedition was an impulse, a need to get away from the claustrophobia surrounding me. I needed to think, to be as far away from everything and everyone as possible for a few hours. I didn't realise that my actions would cause a "worldwide" panic. I apologie for that publically here, as I have done privately elsewhere.
I am okay - I am improving daily and, as many of you know, I am still in the process of coming to terms with the loss of the most kind, beautiful, wonderful person God ever put on this earth - in my opinion.
But I have had more than my fair share of prayers and hugs and love and, as humbled as I am to receive them, may I ask that those prayers, those hugs and that love be channeled into a different direction - a number of different directions?
There are others here, silent or otherwise, who need the support I know you will give. They need your prayers, they need your hugs, they need your love more than I.
You may, or may not, know to whom I refer - I cannot be specific as that is for them to tell you, but believe me, you do know them.
They know you care, but it doesn't hurt to tell them again.
For those to whom I refer: "You have my support, my love, my hugs, my prayers, my undivided attention whenever you need it - you know where I am and how to reach me. I love you all."
God bless you
Stephen
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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May ALL who are ill at ease, or hurting, or struggling find contentment, and then find happiness and peace again.
This includes you, Stephen, and all others here and widespread too.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Glad you're safe and sound, and that I got to know you.
You're a good soul, very happy to hear you're improving!
Going away for a while is very effective sometimes, I know. You're in my thoughts often, and I wish you all the best.
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Stephen:
I've only just met you last night, and Robert's father earlier in the day. I wish we would have met differently.
Your little expedition did have a "worldwide" search for you as you came to realise last night, but we would do it again if neccissary (not sure I spelled that right). I was asked to help in what ever way I could, and was happy to be included. One way or another, we made sure someone was here awaiting any news, and it was great news when you came online. We were all so relieved. Please tell Philip that no one is upset with him for caring so much about you.
I had a wonderful time chatting with you and the others, and really look forward to doing it again.
One of your online friends,
Brian
To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.
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Stephen,
You have no idea what an immense relief it was to come online and see you "in the flesh" (cyberspatially speaking, of course! [ ])!!!
Those "claustrophobic" feelings and the desire they bring on to get out by yourself and get some fresh air are most understandable. We all need to do that from time to time, in one manner or another, for one reason or another, in order to get a better grasp on things. I do hope this little sojourn you took did just the trick.
I feel I must apologize to you (here, "in public") for not being among those who joined in that thread of "get well" wishes. In my own lame defense, it's just that it left me at such a total loss for words it wasn't true. I'm sorry.
Welcome back, Stephen (even though, in truth, you never actually left)!
We do not remember days...we remember moments.
Cesare Pavese
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