Here are two things written by Griffin Geisler, the only two things he wrote on his myspace blog. Love ya soo much Griff, miss ya dude :(
all accused are assured an arrainment,all addicted addicts arnt anything but an aquanttence,all affected adolecsence are anxious,awaiting an arrangement,build big basements,before bushes bombs blow,before bloody breathless bodys become burried below,bassicaly behold between battling balence, cats chill casually certainly creating challenge,definatly dark demons demonstrate demise,days demand dollars demented documents descibed,embrace extermination everyones evaperating,emancipating existence everyones evacuating.............fuck i cant spell
It is not the critic who counts,not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena;whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood;who strives valiantly;who errs and comes up short again and again;who knows the great enthusiasms,the great devotions,and spends himself in a worthy cause;who knows in the end the triumph of high achievements;and who at the worst,if he fails,at least fails while daring greatly;so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who no neither defeat or victory..............peace
Griffin was basically my bro. When he came and visited Kaylie and Lacey, me and him smoked some California Love. Good shit. He'd always been a good guy, even when he was at his worst. And he got pretty bad. Life was tough on him. Yet he fuckin resisted and went his own way, making family along the way. Everyone loved him, there was no way you couldn't. Right now I miss that motherfucker. Hope I can somehow manage to visit him. That's all I can manage.
Love
Imp C
RIP
Brother of mine.
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