I'm a friend of Amark's. I lived in the same dorm with the guy and have known him since sophmore year of college. The first time I met Amark was in the lounge of my dorm, an RA was putting on a program down there and in the middle of the program Amark started spouting out some Mitch Hedburg lines. Everyone there thought he was crazy. But I soon started spouting off some Hedburg lines back at him. That's when I knew that I've met a great friend. A friend that didn't really care about normality and niceties.
Throughout my time with him he pulled me through doubts about life, job losses, breakups, and a slew of other problems. The man had a way of telling you the honest truth in both a comforting and visceral way. He cared about each and everyone in such a deep way that I can't even fathom. And Amark was just so god damn intelligent. I'm in here stumbling upon my words, while Amark could pull out poetry without even having to press the backspace key. I always admired how he could talk to you about anything, no subject was off limits. There was no fear of crossing a boundary with Amark.
I was there last night along with a couple of his other friends and his family when he passed. He was in a coma for his last few hours and we were told he could hear everything we were saying. So we told countless stories about how much Amark has changed our lives. The man is an inspiration. I know I would be a much more passive guy, letting the world pull me down, if it wasn't for him. He has taught me, no matter what to be yourself, fight, and really take no shit from anyone. When he did finally pass away you could tell that he was calm and at peace.
wow, thank you so much for posting this. i'm also curious as to more details about the time you were with him...
in response to some other comments, let me just say that I fully agree with Hundley. this whole thing is definitely very sad and unfair, but it's worth nothing if we don't learn from it. we should be optimistic about all this, as difficult as it is. i know it sounds cliché, but... It's what Steel would have wanted, y'know? I am sure if he could make one final post right now, he'd definitely include something like, "Now you fuckers better not go all pessimistic on me acting like you didn't learn anything from this whole experience." haha. And even when we were always debating about stuff like how a loving god could allow such bad things to happen, he would never disagree with the fact that the aftereffects of a negative event can be beneficial to those around. and Steel definitely influenced-- and continues to influence--every single person who ever had the pleasure of talking to him. as people he knew, it's our obligation to keep spreading his messages and doing the work that he didn't have time to do within his unfortunately too-short lifespan (but face it: even if he lived to be 150, he'd still have more to say). At some point, people gotta go. we should just be happy that he is no longer in such pain and helplessness, and now we have the pleasure of being able to share the knowledge we gained from him with the rest of the world.
geez this is so hard to deal with... :[ I feel like I've lost a very smart, close teacher. like, the kind of teacher that you talk with for hours after class and share videos and books with. the kind of person you look up to and want to be just like someday. Anybody else know what I mean? like, this is such a "Tuesdays With Morrie" kind of feeling.
but wow... R.I.P Steel. i will never ever forget about you no matter how weird it is that I never met you. I have been thinking about this all day and crying, despite the fact that the only contact we ever had was on a GAMING FORUM. ahahah. wow. life and death are strange.