I'm going to say a few more last words to Crum, but on this thread instead rather than his Memorial thread.
Crum, the last thing I remember was you having a Marathon-themed avatar and sig with something about escape making you God? So you're God now, right?
So I've been meaning to ask, if it doesn't bother you, are you uh...watching over us? Not that I mind and all...it's nice to look at you up in the sky, just talking...you know, loneliness and what not? I once considered myself a lone wolf up until when I first met my World Issues teacher. He gave me a better title: independent. Still though, it not as fun as it was in the past...it consumes you slowly...loneliness...isolation...weakness...
And don't look at me like I'm making fun of him guys. The days after today are going to be very lonely...so...damn...lonely...
Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is
not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end
can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child.
Remember you are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.