He was amazing! He was my friend...I'm just learning of the news - I gave him a book titled "Ariel" not only because it was his namesake...but something about Sylvia Plath's poems reminded me of my friend. Coincidently this Sunday- I saw the book in a Woody Allen film - and not knowing of this tragedy I shouted - "I want my book back (excuse to see him) - I gotta call Ariel" - and I now I can't call him - and I don't know what happened and I'm extremely confused. I knew him less than a year - but he told me great stories about his childhood.
He was a revolutionary and a dreamer - there was pure love in his eyes almost like he saw the good in everybody and everything. He had an innate understanding for music and the vibrations that connect us to this planet. He introduced me to bands and musicians that I never knew existed. I had a tiny crush on him. I will miss him. From his death I learned to "LIVE YOUR DREAMS OUT LOUD - NEVER COMPROMISE" - thats what Ariel did...he was living his dream and he stood for the truth. Why is he gone?
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