All Hail Eris!
On behalf of his children and those who cared for him, deepest love and gratitude for the tremendous support and lovingness bestowed upon us.
(that's it from Bob's bedside at his fnord by the sea)
RAW Memorial February 2007
date to be announced
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--REW
The afterlife has just received a giant among men. We'll miss you Bob.
All Hail Eris
See you on the rebound bro
Never whistle while you're pissing.
Goodbye for now kind sir. I don't think I could forget all I've taken from your scribble's if I tried. Much love.
Hail Eris!
Thanks, RAW for the laughs, the psychic twists and the spirit.
RIP, Dr. Wilson
I'm curiously aware of a squirrel.
Thanks Bob, and goodbye.
I've never been much for the idea, but if there ever was a guru in my life it was Bob Wilson, a man I never met who absolutely changed my life. Hail Eris!
thanks for everything and goodbye. may maybe logic prevail and one day overthrow the tyrany of western and eastern fundamentalism as we know it today. it's up to us to carry it on
Catch ya next time around, Bob.
Thank you for everything. You were my spiritual grandfather. You changed my life.
My sincere love and sympathy to your family.
Rest in peace. Thanks for Prometheus Rising and Quantum Psychology. May you continue to confound generations of us, the more reflective human primates, through your writings and other provocations. I know you will.
Phoenix @ Promethea.org
Journey on Mr. Wilson and may all light and peace be yours....Thank you for your amazing books which helped me to awaken.....I feel sad the world has lost you. Goodbye...
Why are you people leaving messages for a dead guy?
I lit a candle for ya Bob, 'cause I didn't know what else to do.
You're a true hero, whether you knew it or not.
Love and light,
Alex
Take comfort..
what ever Afterlife there is .. RAW's probably already having a great party or hand picking who himself reincarnate will be.
fnord
Bugger.
ah!
Thank you. That's all I can say.
miss you brother
never got the chance to meet you. too bad.maybe next time around.
hail eris
Your transmissions were received 5 x 5 here.
We're clear on your final.
thanx you RAW for everything.. you (fnord) have helped me through many a travel. hope all is well and i will remember the time we spent in PITTSBURGH,texas, (fnord) RIVERCIDE ca, sf.. i live close so if there is going to be any kind of service i would (fnord) gladly make the trip...
you helped me escape the domesticated primates....
Bob!
I'll meet you beside the campfire on the edge of the infinite. Good show man!
Godspeed Robert! Thank you for your humour and whimsical guidence. Your a man among men. A discordian among discordians. A pope among popes and now your everwhere and nowhere. Three cheers for the man who loved blow jobs and may he now an infinity of orgasms and laughs.
Greatful friend,
Derick
He showed me that everything is true.
Hail Eris, Goddess of Discord!
Thank you Robert, for helping me to view reality through my own eyes. I owe you so much.........
Bob! I love you! Thank you for changing my mind. Your one of my biggest heros that I never got to meet, and you introduced me to the rest of them.
I owe you the deepest gratitude. I cried today.
Much Love and the Highest Admiration
Rome Viharo
Good bye Bob.
A little foolishness, enough to enjoy life and a little wisdom to avoid
the errors, that will do -carl Muckenhoupt
You lived a wonderful life.
You'll be missed.
"Bob's" speed my friend.
take care
Hail Eris!, Hail Kallisti!, Hail Discordia!, Hail a cab!
FNORD.
The Time/Space meat vehicle is left behind. What new landscapes is RAW privy to right now?
And what of us left behind, mourning? The world has become a poorer place. Maybe we should turn anguish and sorrow into joy and celebration that he is now free of discomfort and has travelled into a new mistery.
To all those who knew him, my deepest sympathy and the certainty that he has made a difference to millions worldwide, thanks to his wonderful, wonderful writing.
see you in the funny pages, bob.
love and peace.
Hail Eris!
Just a few days ago, I finally got around to penning and sending a letter to Wilson, saying all of the things that I'd meant to say all these years, namely, thanking him for all of the wonderful and weird things to think about during my formative years. It was returned in the mail, unopened, not long ago; got a bad feeling off that, I did.
The world is saddened and somewhat darkened by his passing; it is heartened and illuminated (heh) by the loss of his shell while the true RAW goes on Somewhere, Somewhen.
His W/work will go on.
All hail Discordia!
The Doctor [412/724/301/703/0x5d!]
You'll be missed. You did things that have worth. Thanks for what you shared with us.
Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.
Reading your writing helped to give my brain a vocabulary with which I could more easily make contact with this world we all got trapped in.
Hopefully what you are now experiencing is outrageously out of this world.
-UGN
In answer to the question of "why are we leaving a message for a dead guy?". We leave a message in RAW's memory, because it lives on. We leave messages for his family, who are grieving and managing this blog. We leave messages for each other, who grieve someone who influenced our lives, and was truly a legend in his own time. How's that for an answer?
I never met you, but you were my cool dad. Thanks
Thrill with the lissome lust of the light,
O man! My man!
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady!
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and satyrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Come with Apollo in bridal dress
(Shepherdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautifal God,
In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of the amber fount!
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantonness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain - come over the sea,
(Io Pan! Io Pan!)
Devil or God, to me, to me,
My man! My man!
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill!
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring!
Come with flute and come with pipe!
Am I not ripe?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp -
Come, O come!
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All-devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye,
And the token erect of thorny thigh,
And the word of madness and mystery,
O Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan Pan! Pan,
I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan! Io Pan!
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! I am awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The Gods withdraw;
The great beasts come, Io Pan! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.
I am Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan!
I am thy mate, I am thy man,
Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end,
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan! Io Pan!
Thank you for the nearly thirty years of entertainment and learning you provided me. Catch you somewhere along the way!
RAW,
You've changed my life and my mind forever. You showed me profound ways of interpreting the wisdom that I thought I knew. And above all you showed me how relative life really is. May the gods look kindly upon you.
Do What Thou Wilt,
SZC
Feel free to drop by my otherwhere place anytime, Bob. Have fun, wherever you are.
Bob,
You showed me many ways to love and be fascinated. You are a star now.
Fondly,
Mark
F.G.U.T.A
Now who should I put my lack of faith into?
Goodbye, Bob... I will miss your humour and wisdom.
Wherever you are, I know you are enjoying it.
There goes one of the greatest human beings who ever goddamn lived.
RIP RAW
Goodbye, Robert. Let it be said, He stomped on the terra, and people knew he was alive.
i love you bob. i love you so damn much.
you blew my mind at 18, exploding out into the world blissfull and laughing, now, for the last 5 years I've been so blessed to be your friend. last i saw you, you were laughing, giving me a goodbye we both knew might be the last. thank for the love and unbelievable brilliance of heart and mind.
the kids at school will be sending you "wishes." they love you more than you know...
thank you everyone on this post. you gave me a place to grieve tonight, because our dear cosmonaut was a damn good friend, father, grandfather, brother..
may you be in Arlen's and Luna's arms, loving gaze and dearest love, my friend.
may my missing you be only joyful and hilarious.
thank you so much. you'll hardly know how much, my sweet dear friend. I love you. amanda
i miss you compadre. much love. movie night dates TBA on the other side. you taught me forgiveness and optimism. things i work on daily.
love is the law and then some.
cant wait to see you again.
Thanks for everything RAW, i have no words to thank you for all you gave me... you changed (and possibly saved) my life. 93!
Bye, Bob.
Thanks for being here in the first place.
Thank you for writing back; for being the commonest of random factors. I will endeavor to listen for your wisdom amongst the blatherings of the CCCC/Sophia Frequencies.
And thank you for guiding me to a love I could not have had otherwise. I will spread this virus far and wide.
thank you for existing!
You are in good company! Farewell..
thank you and farewell, teacher.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress.
...W B Yeats
Journey well, Bob. Thanks for all the fun you taught me to have with my brain over the years, and the curious things your words have done to my synapses.
To planet Eris, and beyond!
hope you get to meet Arlen again and fall in love again. Your contribution to this madhouse seems to me to be immeasurable and truly excellent.
111 - the # of Ana Livia Plurabella...
nam myoho renge kyo
praise Bob
Hail Eris
"Is" that all there "is" ?
I was 39 when I finally made it to finishing one of your great works. You easily are now one of my favorite American writers. I never knew you good sir, but oh how you will be missed. You saw the world better than most of us ever will.
Goodbye
good luck out there, dude
Farewell and good luck.
He has decreed in his will that upon his death his body will be cremated and the ashes thrown in Jerry Falwell's face. The executor of his will should then shout one word only: "Gotcha!"
12:12 12
thank you for you
Rest in Peace, Bob! You've changed my life and you will be missed!
Thank you Bob for everything. You changed my life at 18 and sixteen years later I haven't stopped. Bless you. All hail Eris.
Goodbye. There are so few genius/freaks left in the world. Goodbye.
I read Illuminatus when it first came out, in three parts, back in 73. I re-read it again every year or two.
There are few modern books or authors I admire more.
23 Skidoo, Dear Voyager!
We'll miss you, Bob.
Maybe there is personal immortality. If so, I hope Mr. Wilson will be so kind as to pop in when I reach the other side. If not, his was still a life with meaning.
Rest in Peace
It should be noted that RAW was not a liberal in modern sense, but an anti-statist libertarian (tho' not of the right-wing sort, true), and often critical of leftists (certainly marxists), and even of environmentalists--including vegetarians and health nazis (anti-tobacco or anti-alcohol). He was pro-NRA, wasn't he, and not a vegetarian, nor hardly a PC sort of thinker; RAW also had some not-so-pleasant words for feminists. Of course, he was no hard-core Heinleinian or Appliantologist, and yeah he didn't care for BushCo.
RAW was well read in quantum physics and Einstein, apparently (tho' perhaps a bit too willing to support fringe mysticism), and the Wizard also respected Nietzsche, Freud and Reich, semanticists, and he had read Ezra Pound and Joyce with appreciation--neither of whom were exactly liberal; and yet RAW still had a Jeffersonian aspect, along with the weirdness--and in ways the Jeffersonian aspects of his writing seem more sound than the occult or mystical. RAW was also of course not a bad satirist and comedian and yeah, pagan to his heart--not afraid to be blasphemous on occasion. Censor or wannabe Goebbels--or Cheka member (i.e. many democrats)-- he was not.
I don't enjoy all of his writings (there are some us who are not so down with the Crowley school of applied blasphemy), yet I doubt he was supportive of the little crypto-marxist rodents or teamsters commonly found scurrying about DU or Kos.
Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman; pass by!
Say hello to WB Yeats, Wizard
Arrivederci, a presto, Roberto Antonio figlio di Guglielmo.
Alessandro
Sforzando to pianissimo. Goodbye Bob and thanks for everything. Especially getting me into classical music via The Earth Will Shake. Tomorrow I will drink a pitcher of beer in your memory. Much love.
Love ya, Bob. Thanks for everything.
Hail it all you bastard!
Long live the long lover!
FNappy trails my Erisian consort!
Robert Anton Wilson isn't really dead, he faked his own death. If you don't believe me, read Schroedinger's Cat. Robert Anton Wilson is a notorious prankster.
You will sorely be missed, dear brother. May you grace us again with your presence.
93/93
oh yeah: i am glad that you left on the Eleventh.
RAW mentioned on several occasions how much of a fan he was of Andy Kaufman. Prometheus Rising, Schrodinger's Cat, etc. many of his books proport an idea on the surface which are intentionally ironic/sarcastic to point out insight; perhaps this is another.
Praise "Bob".
And thank you, for everything that you've helped me do.
i had only recently found mr. wilson's work, and it quickly changed my life for the better. we are poorer for his passing but he lives on in his works. all hail bob
Thanks Uncle Bob.
Thanks for September.
I liked yours more.
I need a new big toe now.
Sirius Rising
The world shall sing of Mary Jane
The newscasts all go daft
The goat-god's dance will dance them down
By the power of our Craft
The spell is cast. The sign appears
Of pyramid-and-eye
Old Adam's fall becomes our spring
And death itself shall die
A new star rises in the south
Prometheus is born
Fire leaps from earth to sky
On resurrection morn
All flesh shall see it in a flash
In the twinkling of an eye
A cone of power in the stars
And death itself shall die
I'll continue to spread your words and read your thoughts. I hope Arlen was there to guide you back to heaven :)
You will be missed, but I feel like celebrating as well.
To Bob!
On to a greater plane, o' pioneer, seer and kingpin of the late 20th century literati illuminati!
Your words and philosophies changed my life in oh-so-many ways.
You made your mark on the world like few have dared to.
God bless you, and the planet will miss you dearly!
-Frater H.A.H.
the world grew duller today
but that fateful night
cold and white
reclaimed a life
whose words of provoked
introspective thoughts of life, reality, and the soul.
always searching and questioning
challenging and reflecting
with love and respect a humorous nest
the heavens opened wide
to accept your great stride
we can only hope that you find your way back to our hearts and home.
Bye Bob! See you in another life! Thanks for everything!
Give the white light a wedgie from me.
See you soon...
Fare thee well old soul.
Cosmic Intelligence Agent Robert Anton Wilson, your mission is now complete. Stand-by for further instructions . . .
I wish I had some fancy words to put here. But I guess it doesn't really matter. You're dead. You're probably not going to read this.
I am so sad to see you go. Couldn't you have stayed a little longer?
bob,
call us when you get home to let us know that you've arrived safely.
This is the part where the wise old mentor bites it so the brash young mentees can find their own way, right? I sure hope so.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Bob. You made my tunnel a little wider and a whole lot brighter.
Thanks for making my brain hurt (in a positive kind of way).
Cheers Bob. Thanks for all that you've given us.
See you later. I'll save some of my best weed for you.
nw_sandman(russia):
thank you and farewell.
RIP RAW
Our Love with you!
93 93/93
Arch 93, Moscow
Our psytrance tribe wouldn't exist without you. Or more precisely, without Eris, whom I certainly would not have heard about without you.
So thanks, from all the psytrancers out there. Without you, there would be little justification for our incredibly hedonistic lifestyle!
See you later, I'm sure-
Farewell, Uncle Bob!
Thanks from one Robert to another.
But I still expect you to write the fourth book. Death is no excuse.
Thank you, and farewell.
I will see you, Tim and the others near the Dog Star, Brother.
Sire Liah
2
3
Thanks for the lasagna, RIP Bob
Hail Eris, All Hail Discordia!
from France
illuminatus!
ich hoffe es stoert niemanden wenn ich in meiner muttersprache schreibe.
wilson war mein ganz persoenlicher entfernter prometheus!
viel spass in der ewigkeit!!
-nodmh
many thanks for everything, and a fond farewell.
fnord?
fnord.
May the fairest one welcome him.
I am sad to see you go...
Farewell to one of my very few heroes and teachers.
I hope to see you someday, chat about illuminatory concepts and have a pint of astral Guinness with you.
Thanks for everything, Bob--and rest in peace.
Words cannot express the profound impact your writings have had on both myself personally and on the relatively large bits of the world that are not me.
I do not know that I have have a hero, but if I do, then you are it. I, like, so many others, am forever indebted to you for the incalculably valuable gift of an open mind.
RIP RAW - All Hail Discordia
Hail Eris!
Bob, I was literally speaking about you with a friend, around the time you passed from the Earthly plane. We were talking about the Golden Apple of Discord, and your name came up, no surprise.
I had just posted an article about contacting the HGA, when I saw a friend's post about your physical death, and of course, was shocked/unshocked to find the time of 11:11 on my clock.
I was honored to have met you and your lovely wife when I visited Laura Jennings years ago. You were a delightful, funny and engaging man. I especially loved the night you "spilled" the IXth Degree secret of the OTO at a magickal get-together years ago.
I remember being turned onto your "Iluminati Trilogy" by Victor Koman, and his band of Libertarians/Discordians. Ah, the good old days. I didn't know you as well as I would have liked, but of course, I have your books to re-read all over again. You will certainly be missed my old friend. I know you achieved your True Will while you were here, and I look forward to having you jump into my psychic sphere and continue to share your ageless wisdom with such a Fool as I.
Many blessings Bob, you are loved.
.'.93.'.
Voxx
Good bye, Robert Anton Wilson.
Thank you very much for all you've done.
I am reading your book now. You understood this world, you re-created the reality. Thank you. Fly friendly skies.
As a fringe-dweller from before I ever learned about Mr. Wilson, I am sorry to hear he has moved onto the next phase.
He has left us with enough memes and mysteries to keep agitating the status quo for a long time...
-Vladimir
All Hail Eris.
Congratulations Bob, always taking fnordward steps. Spiral out, keep going.
To Bob's family: My deepest condolences, live well.
Farewell
Farewell
Infinity Exists
Good luck out there Robert! Your thoughts will never leave us!
There is no death wich can eternal lie, yet within strange eons even death may die
Good by,
And I promise I will not wistle while peeing (unless it's absolutely necessary).
Etauin Shurdlhu (we did met, did'nt we :-))
Goodbye. Father.
"The union of mankind with the stars is precisely forecast"
-RAW, Cosmic Trigger
Unto Nuit, O Magus Wilson!
Fly free with love & will
Your grateful younger brother in the Art
Aion 131
Goodbye good teacher.
Hope the adventure is exciting and pleasurable. Don't forget to call..
Bob cannot die, for he will forever continue to live inside us.
g-dspeed......
Thank you so much, I will miss you greatly..... PRAISE BOB!!!!
good bye, bob!
Farewell and fnord, my friend. Let us know what happens when you meet the goddess, and what you did to her.
Hail Eris.
that's it. fnord indeed
Sad you had to go. But your message will stay and keep on annoying the shit out of every dogmatist on earth.
Talk about leaving a legacy.
Bye Bob,
Felix.
Schon wieder einer weniger ...
Aber die Besten müssen ja leider immer zuerst gehen!
Ruhe in Frieden!!
I don't know whether to laugh or cry, fairly well Bob.
You will be missed.
xx
Good luck and have fun Mr Wilson!
Thank you for the all the redecorating tips; they really helped beautify my reality tunnel. Farewell...
Thank you. I will always look to your work and smile. It is always there for me when I need it and for that, thank you.
... then the next buddha has been reborn.
Have a good trip, Bob. You are one hell of a great teacher. Thanks for helping me de- and re-program the ol' biocomputer of mine, it damn sure needed some rewiring by the time I discovered "Prometheus Rising". Sharing your humor, insight, and wisdom with us were beautiful, much-appreciated gifts. People like you are rare indeed, and they are just enough to keep my faith in this fucked-up bunch of mutated apes from completely evaporating. Weird mutants like you have helped weird mutants like me make just a little bit more sense of it all. Bob, it was really good to share the ride on Earth with you, if only for a little while. You made it a lot easier to bear. Take care, Bob, I'll see you on the other side.
Nothing lasts, but nothing is lost...
I guess it was time for you to pass on the torch to someone else, Bob. I only hope some of us will be able to take off from from where you left...
I think of you now as I look out on the non-existent winter which has left roses flowering and animals of all kinds behaving erratically.
I'll think of you as I'll be standing on the barricades of a squatted house later this spring...
As I'll be sitting with my friends on a little island with psychedelic indoles scooting around my neural pathways...
I'll come visit you in the universe next door some time...
And to all the rest of you out there: You know exactly what to do ;-)
-gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhi svaha-
Peace, love and anarchy
Auf diesem Weg vielen Dank, Bob.
Du hast mir geholfen, "normal" aus dem Weg zu räumen und meine geistige Gesundheit zu retten.
farfalla in tempesta.
Gute Reise, Bob.
The cleverness is unimportant.
Remember the kindness.
Thank you, Bob.
23 dishes of lasagna flew 5 times
fly with goddess dear Uncle Bob, please keep watching us always...
Fare thee well. All hail Discordia -><-
Hail Eris Bob.
Have a good flight.
Farewell,
your ideas are already immortal,
an everlasting flame that illuminates our vision for the future
All hail BOB!
Rest in Peace.
Thanks for all, old Bob.
ALL HAIL DISCORDIA!
Удачи в пути !
Enjoy the next journey
May it glisten and shine
like a lighthouse to more lost
souls like it did in this one.
I wont forget this day
1
1
1
7
3 kings
&
a precipice
godspeed
Thanks for the light
~skindnef~
thank you robert
for everything
may your afterlife be as interesting as your earthly one
godspeed
Спасибо, Роберт!
Успехов!
This is really sad news. I've no idea what to say, other than thanks and well done. May Amitabha give you a leg up in the bardo.
Om Ami Deva Hri
Om Ami Deva Hri
Om Ami Deva Hri
Thank you for not letting the door hit your ass on the way out...and the other stuff, too.
Your pal,
Kuriku P. Chao
RIP RAW
Goog bye my friend. We will see us on the other side.
спасибо
было здорово
и счастливо!
robert anton wilson wird durch seine werk ewig weiterleben. danke für alles
Bob changed my life. A true hero and genius. Cheers, big man. Rest easy.
See you later.
CU.
Dang, we have lost a great genuis. Godspeed where ever the next phase leads you.
As awesome an inspiration of positive energies in his passing as was his life.
What an inspiration you are, sad for me, excited for you and your new journey. Ave Atque Vale.
thanks, good bye and "see ya".
The worst feeling is that I never got to meet the hero himself. Though, assuredly, I will always know, love and visit him in his legacy of amazing, brilliant works.
Cheers, Bob. We will be far less awake with you gone.
Hail Eris, Hail Bob, Hail Discordia.
93 and Love.
Good by, i-man!
When Bob died on 1/11, Albert Hofmann became 101 ..! See you, Bob
Goodbye Bob. I hope you find everything as absurd on that side as it is on this side. Your books have always been my companions. Thank you for everything.
23 Skidoo,
Seti
Thank you for EVERYTHING
23232
5
Viva Discordia!
Спасибо,
за те моменты озарения, которы ты дарил!
Счастливого пути!
Было очень приятно жить в одном пространственно-временном континуме с тобой.
Чтож...
До свидания
Пока
Hey Bob,
Hope this gets to you on some level..
Thank-you for your vision & inspiration & words & jokes. I was only thinking 2 days ago I really should get round to writing to you, to express all you have brought to my life.
2 Christmasses running I have bought & distributed "the Illuminatus Trilogy" to my 'discerning' friends..
Have a great journey & see you again one day.
and humility is endless.
Hail Eris
Dave the Hat
Thanks for all the signals.
Fare Thee Well.
I am sad and joyous at the same time.
Farewell RAW.
K.
Hail Chaos
Hail Eris
Hail Erebus
Hail The Christian Eating Werewolves in Paris
Hail The Vampires
Hail The Shin LayLee Miru
Hail Bob The ArchPapalProphet of Discord through and, through
Bob made me laugh, made me cry, but above all he made me think.
I can imagine no greater compliment.
So long, Bob.
RIP...
nothing is real everything is allowed
Come back SoOn ...
Hail ERIS 23.
thank you. i hope to see you on the flip-flop.
Fnord!
I'm profoundly saddened by this news. I'd always hoped that he'd hang on for longer. I just feel it fundamentally wrong of the human race not to have fulfilled his predictions of over two decades ago that life extension would by now have been implemented in such a way that he might never need to bugger off like this.
Illuminatus! was published in Britain when I was 14, and was the start of a so-far-lifelong fascination with Bob's writing and thinking. Yeah, I know it's boring, but I'm one more of that gibbering horde testifying that the man changed my life.
I feel privileged to have interviewed him in Ireland back in '86, ostensibly for my degree dissertation on Joyce but basically because I wanted to meet him! I shall reframe forthwith his pope-letter to me.
Open the soap duckets, Bob. Unify the forces. And keep reporting back, OK?
fair-thee-well
i happend to finish "Schroedingers Cat Trilogy" just the day you died. I had been reading in it unregularly for about half a year
perhaps there are fluctuations in the random void after all :-)
well, you're finally reunited with Arlen and Luna. . . knowing that limits the amount of grief I can feel about this.
I wish I'd been able to spend more time learning from you in this life. . . see you, Arlen, and Luna on the other side.
93. . .
"Listen to my last words anywhere. Listen to my last words any world. Listen all you board syndicates and governments of the earth. And you powers behind what filth deals consummated in what lavatory to take what is not yours. To sell the ground from unborn feet forever --
'Don't let them see us. Don't tell them what we are doing --'
Are these the words of the all-powerful boards and syndicates of the earth?
'For God's sake don't let that Coca-Cola thing out --'
'Not The Cancer Deal with The Venusians --'
'Not The Grean Deal -- Don't show them that --'
'Not The Orgasm Death --'
'Not the ovens --'
Listen: I call you all. Show your cards all players. Pay it all pay it all pay it all back. Play it all pay it all play it all back. For all to see. In Times Square. In Picadilly.
'Premature. Premature. Give us a little more time.'
Time for what? More lies? Premature? Premature for who? I say to all these words are premature. These words may be to late. Minutes to go. Minutes to foe goal --
'Top Secret -- Classified -- For The Board -- The Elite -- The Initiates --'"
End transmission. 23. Eris. The spinning spiral chaos of the galactic core around the corner in your very own neighborhood.
Au revoir, Monsieur Wilson.
Rest in Peace and farewell, Robert!
Du bist/warst einer der größten Autoren die ich kenne. Illuminatus! und Schödingers Katze werden nie in Vergessenheit geraten und damit auch du.
Hail Eris!
You helped steer my life in entirely new directions as a teenager. I wouldn't be the person I am now without your influence.
Toodles.
Beautiful mind dissolves in a beautiful universe...
i know its particularly infantile / emotional circuit behaviour....
but i cant stop crying ....
you will be so greatly missed....
love always.... thank you for 'freeing' me from my self
and acting like a constant source of inspiration in times of hardship ...
ALL hail eris ...
Addio. La tua vita ci ha illuminato molto.
---Humano
"Der Mensch ist erst wirklich tot, wenn niemand mehr an ihn denkt."
(Berthold Brecht)
Rest in Peace, all hail discordia!
Goodbye Bob. I will never forget the joy your work brought me.
Hail Eris!
Praise Bob!
Dear Bob:
Glad to see you got away with it.
Hail Eris.
How can you be far if we can think of you?
Fare Thee Well, Mr Wilson!
If Alan Watts' philosophy on Death is as close as anything else to the 'Truth', then, Hey! It's all gonna work out just fine!
What an incredible Legacy you've left us! May many more 'pygmies' discover your works and become GIANTS!
Love and Peace
Thank you from my heart for your presence and all your works.
Ps you're determined to make me think for myself.
Goodbye, wherever you go. You taught me that live can seem stranger than fiction.
Among other things.
Thank you for this! You appeared to be a mind that was ahead of his time.
Or should rather be said that your fellows either unable or unwilling to catch up with you?
"A feast of life and a Greater feast for death!"
We will challenge the TSOG wherever we live!
Farewell Bob
Alone the thought that you were there was a good thought.
And I feel a bit lonely now.
Now it is on us to show what we have learned from you.
Very sad - a great great man.
Peace...
Robert Anton Wilson was 3 or 4 of the most interesting people I have ever met.
With Bob as my guide I drank the koolaid, saw the fnords, and nuzzled the tentacular maw of great Cthulhu.
Thanks for everything, Bob. Fare thee well.
COME, UNIVERSE, AND HAVE A KICK IN THE YARBLES... IF YOU HAVE ANY YARBLES.
Farwell Mr. Wilson. All the best at the other side. Let us know.
Goodbye...
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Thank you for all the incredible writings and thought you gave us during your time here...you will be missed.
John Ludi
journey well bob, you will be missed and remembered always
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