(and once again, it's all in the eyes...)
ROBIN WILLIAMS
Chicago, Illinois, US - July 21, 1951
Tiburon, California, US - August 11, 2014.
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« His film career included such acclaimed films as The World According to Garp (1982), Good Morning, Vietnam (1987), Dead Poets Society (1989), Awakenings (1990), The Fisher King (1991), and Good Will Hunting (1997), as well as financial successes such as Popeye (1980), Hook (1991), Aladdin (1992), Mrs. Doubtfire (1993), Jumanji (1995), The Birdcage (1996), Night at the Museum (2006), and Happy Feet (2006). He also appeared in the video "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin.
Nominated for the Academy Award for Best Actor three times, Williams received the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his performance in Good Will Hunting. He also received two Emmy Awards, four Golden Globe Awards, two Screen Actors Guild Awards and five Grammy Awards »
Oh Captain, dear Captain...
I really don't know what to say now to you... As it is always the case when something bad happens to the ones I love. Everything seems false and added to me in times like these. And they say you did it to yourself... Did you? I get it, you know? Sometimes the pain is just too excruciating to be worth it. But I'm sorry... I am so deeply sorry...
See, some people are grand not because they want to and insanely work on it struggling for the perfect self image, but just because they exist, as they are, and that alone is an immense privilege for other people to get access to, in the sense that we all can benefit from the public approach to their special life and freedom knowledgeable (and yet seldom common) visions.
The moment this gifted person crosses our own colour spectrum we feel a certainty that rainbows are different, and many and diverse. And we know that they, these sun spreading beings, will forever stay: within heart, as they keep challenging our brains, messing with our emotions, enlargening the scope of our soul by making us re-think, analyse, disassemble; questioning everything, every tiny detail of each established convention. For making them re-shine, as they turn into new formulations, revived wings by new flying poems ...
Well, I say they stay. 'Cause they are home to us.
And yet they were never at our doorway, not even have we shared a bit of a common path, or exchanged a word, a written character, a smile from afar. But they enter our lives on a given praised second and we instantly know we'll never get to let them go.
In the meantime, life runs on its own and seems to know its way carved out of centuries' matter.
Until that certain day when darkness decides to show up at the regular scene of events and tear everything apart. And, for some unexpected reason, we're confronted with the obvious, something we tend to forget when facing them, the great, grand beings: they too, they die.
And for a while there we lose the ability to think. Not a shred of a thought, no consideration whether that is fair. We just feel that harm has permanently moved into our hearts. And we cry. For someone, some person we have never met. We cry. Because we feel the world has now acquired an extra bit of its infinite emptiness.
Or not, if we're sure some of them, the best, will never leave us. Truth is they don't.
Oh Captain, you won't!
"Thank you, boy. Thank you".
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Ana Vassalo
Aug 12, 2014
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