Szechwan
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- Sep 13, 2006
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Grub that really f***in sucks man, there is no other way to slice it and I'm so sorry to hear that. When they hoist that cup one day we are all going to think of you, Parabola, and Eddie, the cheers and drink a beer in your honour. I enjoy what you bring to the board, you will be missed when that day comes.Hi Guys,
For 16 years hfboards especially HFCANUCKS have been a big part of my life, from my university years to my adult life I’ve made tons of memories here and lots of friends, from the glory Gillis era to the dark era of Jim Benning. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to continue the journey for the cup with you boys anymore.
I was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer around 7 months ago, well let’s just say this is a battle I won’t be able to win. Thank you for the great memories for the past 16 years, it has been a damn great ride, a damn great ride. I hope you boys get to see the Canucks get a cup one day, hopefully god damn soon haha. Make sure you all live your lifes to the fullest and make sure you all have your yearly medical checkup (god damn important). Thank you to the mods for keeping this place lively all these years, especially Mr. Canucklehead. Hope that the coming years will fill you all with great happiness.
Thank you guys for everything.
Goodbye.
This has always brought me comfort when I've been forced by health scares to contemplate the end. Hopefully it does for you.
-Immortality-
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
Or if you want something more modern, we have some Dr. Dog's:
Float down the stream 'til time is worn out
As all my remains become scattered about
And I become a song so big and loud
I become a dream, became a sound
I become a name cut into stone
I become a chill in the bone
Become the one
Become the all
Become the big
Become the small
Become complete
Become destroyed
Become nothing
Be the void
I don't know what, if any religion you subscribe to, but I firmly believe you are simply returning from whence you came, rejoining the All. Good luck my man, see you there one day.