Life fucking sucks. It fucking is ridiculous and unfair. What in all hell. It is February 2nd, 2015 and Mount Oum, Gentleman, Scholar and all around great guy had passed away. Today, it was released that he passed away at 4:34 PM, yesterday, 2-1-15. He passed away from an allergic reaction that the fucking hospital gave to him. Fuck that.
Monty Oum was a man amount mice, a God above all else. He impacted so many lives, mine included, without even really trying. He inspired, was loved by, hardworking, was cherished by many, and now he is fucking gone.
He inspired me, to a great extent that I thought impossible, and I never even met him. Not personally or face to face. But Gods, he was something more than a man. God bless him.
That's why I decided, with the help of the RWBY community, that I want to go to Animation college or university or whatever. I've always loved that sort of stuff but now I understand. Of course I'm not old enough to go to college and such but I'm very close. So, I will practice now and until then.
He will remain in memory for as long as I can. I will do my best to remember him, but to not let it interfere with my life, as I am certain he wouldn't want that, to anybody.
I find it funny, with cruel comedy, towards the fact that Monty was a high school dropout. He, a dropout, achieved such greatness and touched so many people. It amazing, inspiring and something unexplainable. Many say the same: 'Drop out of high school and you aren't getting anywhere in life'. But up goes Monty Oum and proves him wrong.
And yet he worked so hard, to the point of exhaustion and breaking point. He deserves so much better. He was the person that deserved to live to a thousand, or how many years he deserved. In my heart, and I'm sure many others, he is up with the heroes, like Martin Luther King Jr, Captain Sully and so many others.
I want to cry, cry so so hard. But I have no right. I don't have the same rights as Monty's family and friend's does. I don't know him personally, only by name. He had never heard of me, much less meet. But because I am human, I mourn and grief and feel sadness, because his influence on me is so much more than I imagine.
I liked to believe the saying 'Legends Never Die'. Monty was not a legend and I hope he never will be. I hope he will be like Martin Luther King Jr, a man remembered for his feats and bounds by stories and memories. But damn, never let his memory die. Let it live on and cherished because he, without a doubt, deserved that.
To Monty Oum, Creator of Haloid, Dead Fantasy and RWBY. God Among Men. Savior of More Than Ever Realized. To every cheer towards RWBY, Haloid and Dead Fantasy be to him and Rest In Paradise.