Ice Spike in the Chest

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I'm very sensitive. I think you all know that. It should be clear that I have a short fuse, and no one knows what would light it. If you, in general, feel the same ways I do, you might need to leave the page of this journal.

This is a serious subject. First off, there are very different ways that death is viewed. I can name three (which I'm not telling). They say: "Life's too short"; "Life is a bitch"; "Life is beautiful"; "Live life to the fullest"; "Live like today's your last day". They say: "Death is part of life". I find that death is unpredictable. It comes as a shock to anyone. I say that, based on the issues on the deaths of celebrities. I was saddened that Michael Gough died of his old age. The death of Joan Rivers, and then Robin Williams baffled me. I took personally, a fact of an actor that died decades ago (still not telling why on that either). It was the passing of Christopher Lee that struck me the hardest.
What can break one's heart the most, is the death of a family member or of a close friend. I never knew either of my grandfathers, or my mom's mother, who passed long before I was born. I learned how to feel to lose family when my mother called me two years ago to say that my uncle (husband of one of her sisters) died of a stroke. I didn't attend the funeral. I just didn't want to be overdressed given the heat of that upcoming summer. I was still sad, though.
Death is like the end of an era. Someone will be missed, but will be later replaced. It was like I saw death when I went up to the park on the subdivision of the town where I grew up. I went up there on Easter Sunday, to see that everything was gone. It was all dirt dug into. The swing sets and the memorial rock were gone. Been hard to let go of that.

What prompted all this? I've been counting the days and anticipated this day. It has been five years now since Simbamarasa was online. So, I'm under the impression that it was on this day five years ago, she died. That's right: she's dead. Pneumonia was what killed her. Based on what I saw in her journals, she was in and out of treatment. I don't know what caused it. By my assumption, she was only twenty-three. Her "I Support Breathing" stamp has become a tragic irony. She was writing and drawing her own "Lion King" comic book, which was posted on here. Her watchers are disappointed that nothing will never know what she planned for it. There were only 40 pages, if I remember correctly, and she was nowhere near finished.
So, love your family. Appreciate your friends.

On to the main event. A feature. Enjoy my selection:
Distant Dreams by Simbamarasa Flyin Lion by Simbamarasa DaVinciWallpaper by Simbamarasa Storm Dragon by Simbamarasa The Clutch by Simbamarasa Hunter's Moon by Simbamarasa
good bye my friend by slurpeegraphic RIP+ Ich fang ein Bild von Dir by WoelfinNishi Goodbye my friend, goodbye... by Shaerray Underneath the Same Moon by Scent-of-Shadows:thumb501396750: Please, don't go away... by harhailia
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She died on 2010 September 1. The news was announced to TLKFAA on 2010 October 15.