#in memory

[riverphoenixislove]

Rest In Peace Matthew Perry 💫🕊️

They have both been reunited.

#River Phoenix #Matthew Perry #A Night in the Life of Jimmy Reardon #1988 #in memory #80s #promotional

[pratchettquotes]

Happy Birthday, Sir Terry.

It was later that the story of Windle Poons really came to an end, if "story" means all that he did and caused and set in motion. In the Ramtop village where they dance the real Morris dance, for example, they believe that no one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away--until the clock he wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone's life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.

Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man

#windle poons #gnu terry pratchett #reaper man #discworld #terry pratchett #happy birthday #in memory #life #death #stories #meaning of life #ripples #good work #the real morris dance #his story lives on

[thesatanicpeterpan]

#columbine #school #shooters #shirts #wrath #natural selection #fuckbullies #revenge #shooting #Eric Harris #Dylan Klebold #in memory

[chainedbones]

a love like no other 💛❤️it was an honour to have known you

#in memory #saoirse #turkeys #rescue turkey #saoirse the turkey #turkey love #my precious girl ❤️

[archtroop]

#NoamDavid #art #in memory #pogrom #israel

[saijspellhart]

The One Time I think My Step Dad Saved my Life.

I never liked my mother’s husband, we never got along and I always thought my Mom was too good for him. But it would be a disservice not to acknowledge that I think he saved my life once, and I’ll forever be grateful.

I was 18 at the time, I’d just made a dog suit for an anime con and had decided to wear it for Halloween too. (Not a fursuit in the traditional sense. Imagine you had a giant dog plushie, and you skinned it and wore it like a dog suit. Floppy, baggy, understuffed and everything.) it was my first major sewing project, I was so proud. It turned out exactly how I wanted it.

I took my two little half-brothers trick-or-treating that year. Running around the neighborhood with them collecting candy, having a great time. We made it back to my Mom’s house safely, but I wasn’t going to stay the night. There was supposed to be one more bus passing through the area and I planned to catch it and take the bus system back to my apartment.

The bus stop was just right across the street from my mom’s house, in a moderate neighborhood. Not quiet, but not busy. The street it was on saw quite a bit of traffic. Most of the street lights were well spaced, so the neighborhood got pretty dark at night. It was also late so all the trick-or-treaters had long gone home. I’m actually major scared of the dark, but I sucked it up and waited for the bus, still wearing my dog suit mind you.

For a while it was just me, all by myself. But then a man showed up out of no where a couple blocks down. I could see him whenever he wandered under a street light. I didn’t think much of it, he was pretty far off, it was Halloween, and my Mom’s house was right there. But the man was clearly walking in my direction.

It didn’t become strange until I saw he kept stopping.

Every so often he would stop, sort of loiter around, then start casually walking towards me again. I’m checking my phone for the time at this point, cause the bus should have been here already, but I hadn’t seen it. The man continued moving closer.

I began to realize that the man only moved closer when there wasn’t any traffic. The moment cars would drive down the road is when he stopped to loiter about. Then, when the cars disappeared he would casually walk my way again. I started to get really uneasy. I could sense something was very not right about this.

My Step-Dad happened to pull out of the drive way during all this, off to go party with some of his friends no doubt. He waved at me as he drove by, inevitably passing the strange man farther down the street. At this point the man was about four driveways away. I was seriously considering just darting across the road, going back in my Mom’s house and calling my older brother for a ride. But I was also telling myself I was paranoid and the bus would be there any minute.

The man continued to move closer until he was about two driveways away, and under a streetlight. Cars were passing again, so he’d resumed his loitering. Still no bus. I was wondering how fast I could actually run in a baggy dog suit.

The man had started moving again when a car suddenly pulled up to the curb in front of me. It was my Step-Dad. He had the window rolled down, stank of weed and cigarettes, but he told me to get in the car. At this point it didn’t matter how much I disliked him, I was scared and thankful. I hopped in the car and he drove off, passing the strange man who just stared the entire time, watching us go.

My step-Dad told me he was dropping me off at the bus station in the middle of the city, where I could catch a connecting bus and go home. He said he saw the weird man when he passed the first time, got a weird feeling, so he circled the block to come back and grab me. I thanked him. It was actually really touching that he was concerned about me, I’m not even his kid, and he never raised me.

I caught a bus home from the station, made it home safe. Celebrated the rest of Halloween with my older brother and my friend/roommate. I honestly didn’t dwell anymore on the experience after that.

It wasn’t until a couple days later we heard on the news there had been some assaults in the neighborhoods surrounding my Mom’s house on Halloween night. The gravity of my situation really hit me after that. I could have been one of those assaulted people, or worse.

Ever since I honestly believed my Step-Dad, in all his paranoid, conspiracy theory, people-hating delusions, saved my life that night. He’s dead now, he and my mom died in a car accident years ago. I never actually got to express my appreciation for that night, (aside from the generic, “thanks for the ride.”) We’d never spoken about it. Never talked about the assaults reported in the neighborhood. Never had any meaningful conversation about the situation. I don’t think he ever knew how much I appreciated that small act of concern.

To this day that was one of the most haunting and frightening experiences I’ve ever had. I don’t think I’ll ever forget it. But I’ve kept this story to myself for a very long time, and even though my step-Dad is gone now, I wanted someone to hear this story.

Thank you Larry.

#scary experience #personal #in memory #gratitude

[fromthebeyond9]

#cemetery #cemetery beauty #cemetery photography #cemetery walking #cemetery wandering #graveyard #funeral #graveyard beauty #graveyard photography #grave #death #graveyard walking #graveyard wandering #grave statue #memento mori #memorial #in memory #taphophile

[oldfarmhouse]

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐛𝐲

https://localmilkblog.com/?br=https://localmilk.blogspot.com {RIP}

#food styling #food art #beth kirby photo #in memory #of beth kirby

[awesomecooperlove]

IN 1996, GARY EXPOSED HOW THE CIA HIRED DRUG TRAFFICKERS, TO SELL MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF COCAINE IN THE UNITED STATES, IN ORDER TO RAISE UNTRACEABLE FUNDS TO FINANCE A TERRORIST ORGANIZATION WHO WERE TRYING TO OVERTHROW THE NICARAGUAN GOVERNMENT.

These massive shipments of cocaine ultimately sparked the crack epidemic that decimated inner cities during the 90's as a result mainstream media vilified gary webb & destroyed his career, which also destroyed his marriage.

But he refused to back down, in 2004 he was found dead with 2 bullet wounds to his head, his death was ruled a suicide.

This man literally lost everything to give us a glimpse of the Truth.

Don't let his memory or what he stood for Fade.

Join https://t.me/+ZBwORjqPzBEwMmNk

🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

#in memory #Gary Webb #remember #hero #dirty politics #corruption #blackmail #bribes #murderers #truth #please share #wwg1wga

[tyote]

In memory of the master.

#akira toriyama #son goku #kid goku #dragon ball #doodle #mine #my stuff #in memory

[almondofspades]

Rest in peace

Alec Holowka

Oct. 30 1983 - Aug. 31 2019

Su1c1de hotline: 988

You are not alone

#art #memory #in memory #nitw #nitw mae #alec holokwa #fanart

[rolloroberson]

In Memory of Jane Birkin (December 14, 1946 – July 16, 2023) OBE, actress, model, and singer. Jane Me

#jane birkin #in memory #jane birkin rest in peace #jane me

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔖𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔥 - ℑ𝔫 𝔐𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔶

#Black Sabbath #Seventh Star #Release date: January 27th 1986 #Genre: Heavy/Doom Metal #Lyrical themes: Doom Drugs Life Death Religion #UK #In Memory

[chainedbones]

Tami was first and foremost a foodie, she loved her treats. She always shared with her sisters, sometimes by choice, sometimes there was no choice. Her favourite foods include, blueberries, yoghurt, cake, pancake, seeds and melon. Tami was always a quiet girl, she enjoyed her days exploring with her sisters. She didn't like being on her own. Tami was a very curious girl, she would follow anyone around to see what they were up to, then walk away if it wasn't of interest. Tami was a brave girl, she went though a lot before she was rescued. All of her toes had been broken and still she trusted people. Tami enjoyed cuddles and stretching out in the sun. Rest easy Tami xx

#in memory #tami #chickens #rescue chicken

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

All the flowers that you planted mama In the back yard All died when you went away I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard But I'm willing to give it another try Nothing compares Nothing compares to you

Sinéad O'Connor 1966 - 2023

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I ndíl cuimhne.

#Sinead O'Connor #Irish #Ireland #R.I.P. #in memory

[green-ann]

V.A. Legasov square, Tula, Russia

@elenatria @connihd @fuerst-von-argot @donat5dio @alyeen1 @legasovas @leonaevelyn @odense @bewareofdragon

#valery legasov #valerylegasov #валерий легасов #chernobyl #Tula #russia #in memory #сквер #чернобыль