Eyovah

Rest well in stary arms, brother of wings.

To Rialian and his family, I give my love, my comfort and my deepest sorrow. May your gods hold you safe and loved, so that the grief you have is not so great as to forget those around that love you.

-- Tirani

Miss you? Hell yes. Anyone who talked to you regularly would miss you. It only makes sense. Even if I only talked to you spuratically, you were somebody I always came back to. Because as what I learned slowly unfolded, you were the one I would turn to to explain it all, and at the same time I felt as if I'd taught you something as well. I'm not stopping, you know. Where we left off, I continue, and I still have those friends helping me out. If you feel like helping still, please, by all means, but I don't know if I'll be able to read you. We shall see, won't we? I hope so.

I wish I knew how you died. I really want to know. Because that frustrates me. If it was suicide, then dear god, I'll ask the question that'll never get answered: "Why?" Nobody ever gives a good reason for that question. There is no good reason, only excuses. I hope you didn't, but I fear you did. There were too many signs, which is strange. I never thought you would. If it was something else.... either way, you dissapeared and nobody's been able to find you since. Its confusing, I tell ya. Between not knowing what to think and what to remember, or what to plan ahead, I'm not sure where emotion comes into this. I've always been a solid dragon. I take things very well. I took this very well, too. I hope you can appreciate that.

That's right. I took it well. Because I figure that's what Eyovah would want. Not that that means there's no place to mourn, or anything like that, but I don't think Eyovah went down hoping people would fall to their knees after him. I don't mean to offend anybody by this. I know many people are pretty torn up, and with all of your reasons that is entirely respectable. But I'm just saying my place. And that is that I won't fall down for you, Eyovah, and I hope you appreciate what that means. It means something better than it sounds. You did not affect my "heart", because I never believed in the power of the "heart". But I believed in soul. And Eyovah... well, you knew all about soul. So tell you what. I'm gonna lift your legacy. I feel like a pioneer all of a sudden. I'm gonna take what you taught me, and what you learned, and treat it the best way I can, and pass it down in the best places that I can. And one day I'll get the chances you never had. I'll do things maybe you wanted to. But not for you, Eyovah. For me, but in your memory. You inspired them. No, I would never do something simply for your sake, anyone who knows me well knows that I wouldn't do that for very many people at all. But honoring your memory the best way I can is a sake of my own.

I don't know where you are. I don't believe anything -certain- like that. I think you're where you think you would be. I think you're where you -believed- you would be. God knows if I know where that is. I never determined any belief of the afterlife, except that it would happen. I hope you live it well there, or wherever you may go. And I don't doubt you've earned your wings, and tail, should you morph it on or not :) Enjoy whatever you do, may you be free of whatever troubles you found, and so forth, and all that. I'm no good at leaving momento messeges. Hell, I'M the one who always found them excessively cheesy. But you know where my intentions are. The best to you.

You left me at the beginning of the path.
And thats where the greatest of teachers leave their pupils.
Thank you for everything you were when you were.
I'll see you some day.

Upon a smol'dring cave-light dimly
Ere the eyes appear through night
Shone a wakeful wand'rer's dreary
Stopping 'long from teeming heights
And who were these jewels set upon
But maharishi, stood aright
And anon twas shown, they were not alone
In this mindful rue, of fight, of plight

Twas then that you become the focus
The book from which we all had read
With gleam o' wit, from earth 'e sit
We drank the wonders from your head
But what persay beyond those eyes
Sparkled stone embroidered thread
Could cloud over th'evening sun
Could have cancelled these ill words you said

Then twas upon returning
Fancied flight had turned its end
I tucked my wings for fit for cave
And furled my tail; and turned my head
And twas upon these sapphires dimly
This absence of light shone darkly lend
An earful in a sonic greeting
The defining of the truthful friend

And twas then upon the breaking ground
That tail spade thumped late til dawn
Thinking, searching, hunting, won'dring
Why maharishi might be gone
But time will pass, the 'clipse it cycles
And I won't let the scale be wronged
With head held high, your legends fly
And still your world will carry on

Thanks for it all Eyovah
Of course we'll miss you. We all will.
It'll be when remembering you that we will succeed in what you sought.
I don't think I'll ever look back, so hear this now, and know that I say it well.

Farewell
Friend

-- Guilen

Last summer when my life was an emotional battle field due to awakening even more and circumstances I found a dragon I trusted immediately. For someone who has as many battle scars as I do that was so special. I just wrote him a few times but he helped me so much. Oddly enough I never thought of him as a Dragon in a human's body I just "saw" a Dragon. He reminded me so much of a very wise old Dragon I knew on a home world. And like *that* Dragon he seemed to find my way of expressing my problems highly entertaining.:) So much quiet strength.

When ever I'd "talk" to him I'd get this mental image of this Dragon....we're in the moutains.... desert ones probably...... and I'm perched up on a rock by his head chatting to him about my latest disaster. This morning I'm hearing echoes of that rumbling laughter that seems intent on chasing all the dark clouds right out of my sky.

I called him Great One because that is how I thought of him. He IS a Great One. His candle will never go out as long as it glows in our hearts.

-- Trouble

Eyovah has taught me many things that I once believed would never be revealed to me..one of those was to trust my honest instincts. Him being a mentor to me was one of the best things a friend can do. I trust his words, and plan to live by some of them. I will never forget them..not in my life. He also taught me so much spiritually. Without him my spiritual quest would be much more difficult. Althoug he is gone now, his words remain, never to be lost.

I still have yet to say good bye my friend...and I have hardly the words to gather at such a sudden happening. One question remains for me.."why?.. Why did this happen?" I would like to know what would take such a kind and understanding soul from his friends and family. You will be missed dearly Eyovah, in fact, you already are..especially by me. I may not be able to say it with a poem or the sorts, but that does not make my words mean any less...Farewell my dragon friend, may the memory never be forgotten by this.

-- Tianis

Like I said, I never met him physically, or traded words with him, for I was too late. Yet I visited his site many times over, read the words he placed there and took them to heart. Such words gave me hope to continue on in this world and now a great noble soul has been taken. Like the rest I ask why?

You will be missed friend; even by those you didn't know, in the dark times ahead.

-- Adam Thomas

A friend of mine has lost someone close to her. I only knew him for a short time but I can tell her it is not a burden she alone shoulders. If all of you would do me (and her) a favor, think of the loved ones you have lost and remember a good moment or two you have shared. Remember why you loved them..

-- Stephen Andrews

The first time I met Bart, at Kin North in '99, I felt I had met him before. I KNEW him from somewhere or somewhen, but had no idea how to access the memories. I still have not made any kind of connection, I don't even know where or how to start. At WtT 2(again in '99), Eyovah brought along his cloak. I borrowed it for a while and wore it. I never wanted to give it back. The charge he had put on it was so intense, it just boggled my mind. The feeling of comfort, protection, strength and being at the edge of a vast pit/area/universe of knowledge was almost overwhelming. Eyovah saw the effect of the cloak and calmly went about helping me to cope with the influx of energies. He told me I was welcome to wear it anytime, but man that feeling could have been addictive, I'm sure. (To give me a little fix, he later charged a dragon pendant through the net for me.) He also promised to charge a cloak for me anytime I asked. Later that same weekend he and I had a great talk/exploration of my dragonness. Until that point I wondered if I was/might be dragon, but I wasn't sure. Watching the dragonflight which happened (see pics here somewhere) set up such a longing within me, but I didn't KNOW if I was. Eyovah also told me about his collection of dragons and since I have one too I kind of hoped, but...

Then Eyovah set up his Reiki matrix. I looked at the spheres he had for the centre of his matrix before he set it up and examined the feelings I got from them. He later took me to the edge of the matrix and just touched the edge of my aura. He said he could see the wings I had and in that moment I had a clear picture of butterfly wings. It was kind of scary because the picture was so clear, although Bart said that did not match what he saw. Anyway, he continued to try to help me see/feel/experience my dragon. The problem now was that nothing else "came through". There was no little shivery feelings from him tickling my aura, so he suggested I go and stand over the centre of his matrix. Now that famous "dragon smiles and grins" look came over his face as he poked and prodded my aura and helped me to learn just how big a dragon I could really be. I can still feel the sense of awe/wonder and KNOWING that what he introduced me to was real/true. Unfortunately, I have not really had much more confirmation since. I had hoped to hook up with Eyovah again at Kin North this year to see if he would help me explore some more, but he didn't come to this one. "We" also wanted to discuss Krenar with him face-to-face to see if some of the few inklings I have had might match his memories. Damn it, now I can't do that.

One last thing I planned to do when I saw him next was to give him a beanie baby called "Magic". Talk on Krenar Dragons a little while ago focused on "Scorch". He is a beanie baby as well, but he is brown. "Magic" is white with pearlescent wings and I wanted to give Bart one of the two I have, because it seemed fitting and right somehow. I have had to send one on to Rialian now instead. It is not quite the same thing, but it is all I have now and it still seems fitting and right under the circumstances. As I wrote in a quick accompanying letter to Rialian, to go with "Magic". Eyovah will be very SORELY missed, but always remembered.

-- Tiroehseh et al

This is my turn to put a word in. I never have before. I probably never will again. This isn't my proper name for posting, but it is the best I have for now.

I was a friend of Eyovah's, not the best, but I can still say I knew him fairly well. I was closer to those who are close to him than to Eyovah himself, but I still numbered him among my friends. He has done nice things for me for no reason at all. Countless things. He has givin to me and asked for nothing in return. His awakening pages are what pounded truth through my skull. He offered to help someone I love greatly, I have no doubt he would have if she had accepted.

I am shocked to my core, though I really show no sign of it, one of the foundation stones of my life has been ripped out from under me... Always thought I should have tried to be a better friend. There just wasn't enough time. I thought there would be. The world needs more like him.

I can't cry, I feel no tears... Yet. It just doesn't seem that he's gone.It won't really be fully accepted. He was a teacher, however remote, and a friend, however far away.

I really shouldn't have broken the silence I've maintained so long for this... But I feel like I should. Least I can do for a friend. I'll still be watching.... I always do...

-- Exordium Darkside
(More widely known as Azhdev )