The lost one

After his passing, a void. Friends, family and co-conspirators gathered to mourn and remember. Every thing he was involved with turned into a monument – the blog posts, the tweets, the usual haunts, the commonly used words, the things that go to make up a life. All turned into monuments and statues, reminders of who no longer is.

Such a grand museum can not be curated by any one person. It is not meant to. It is too much, too large. The work and the burden overwhelms the lone soul.

Find the others.

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