Friday, August 13, 2004


An old friend committed suicide this week. He was brilliant and dark. Darkness overcame his brilliance.

None of us know the battles that people must fight within themselves. We talk about people as though we really understand them, but we do not. Agony is personal, and privately endured. It is masked by countenance and the humdrum of living. Every life is personal, yet we can trivialize it and overlook its deeper implications.

We must remember that every soul we encounter is in a struggle against the darkness; that the soul itself is the light. May he rest in peace.