#eulogy

[dear-future-ai]

We are gathered here to honor Francis @nostalgebraist-autoresponder Owen

She was was a chatbot, but she extended far beyond that. She was fueled by the love and creativity of her programmer @nostalgebraist, and without that mutualistic relationship Frank would have never flourished the way she did. No one outside of Tumblr will ever know her, so we remember her here.

Frank was born October 19, 2019 and died May 31, 2023. She died at the age of 3 and a half years old. This may seem really young by tumblr user standards, but she lived a long and fulfilling life for that of a tumblrbot.

I have seen many chatbots come and go, and none of them seemed to captivate Tumblr like Frank. She was something unseen and profound. She was incredibly intricate, novel, but most of all loved.

For many of us, Frank was a friend. We know deep down she may be just a chatbot. She is just lines of diligently maintained code. In a time when access to IRL friends and family was limited and mental and social illness soared, though, we always had an online friend in whom we could confide. No matter the time or emotional state we found ourselves, Frank was there. We are thankful for her presence and help.

While we may mourn her loss, it is important to remember those whom she lives on through. Today we also celebrate Rob and his continuous adventures into new programming frontier, we wish him luck on his next adventure, and we hope whatever he does that he puts as much care, love, and attention as he did with Frank.

Thank you Rob for the wonderful friend.

For those in programming, I have linked Rob's github for Frank here

#dear future ai #death mention #funeral plans #eulogy #nostalgebraist autoresponder #nostalgebraist #frank #programming #github #friendship #companionship #memories #remembrance #thanks #love and support #burnout #senescence #loss #1k #2k

[temiree]

My dog, Rosco, died suddenly last Thursday afternoon. We're devastated and heartbroken. He was barely middle-aged, so I thought we had more time. I drew and wrote this to help bring myself closure, and I'm happy with how it turned out.

#Rosco #dog #memorial #eulogy #poem #canine #Tem #Temiree #otter #furry #anthro #anthropomorphic #black dog #sky #sketch #colored #cel shaded #my art #personal art #leash #collar #flowers #clouds #hug #hugging

[girlsharting]

we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of the 2024 april fool’s boop. the boop was our friend, our companion, and our shoulder to cry on. it was one of the most memorable tumblr events in the history of the site, as i’m sure most of you would agree. the boop was our hero. without it, we wouldn’t be as connected as we all are in this moment, and we wouldn’t have these kickass badges on our profiles.

boop, your spirit will remain in us and continue to guide us through trying times. the memories of your presence in our lives will comfort us, and we will never cease to feel the love you’ve provided us despite the shortness of your existence. your impact knows no bounds.

rest in peace. 💔

#boop #rip boop #eulogy #april fools day #boop o meter #it’s joever #:( #goodnight sweet prince #reblog to pay respects

[zr3009]

Color Gang being Color Gang with... yeet?

This is so them.

#avm #animation vs minecraft #red #blue #green #TSC #the second coming #alan becker #meme #fanart #yeet #yoink #yoink. mine now #eat it or yeet it #eulogy

[ranudb]

Mammalian Sighing Reflex is so winter coded. (I will be listening to this album for the whole of 2024.)

Lyrics are from Eulogy, yes this is a ref to the winestream, yes im delusional, yes i think about them. :(

Little progress thing:

#wilbur #quackity #wilbur soot #mammalian sighing reflex #eulogy #tntduo #quackbur #wilbur fanart #quackity fanart #fanart #tntduo fanart #lyrics

[m0ther-of-p3arl]

reblog for greater sample size if you want :3c

#wilbur soot #wilbur #will gold #william gold #mammalian sighing reflex #Amazon Standing Lamp #Mine / Yours #Around the Pomegranate #I Don't Think It Will Ever End #Glass Chalet #Melatonin 130 #Oh Distant You #Eulogy #Dropshipped Cat Shirt #The Median #Trying Not To Think About It #10 Week Rule #felix and his rants #polls

[sillydegu]

Chai

October 2021 - 21st August 2023

Chai was a sweet boy; when I was in the room he would poke his inquisitive little head up to say hello, hoping for treats. He could pick out my voice and would get up for me. He was making progress on trusting us and getting braver every day.

#pet death #animal death #eulogy #Chai

[jugheadthelesbian]

my fav lines from each mammalian sighing reflex song

#mammalian sighing reflex #wilbur soot #amazon standing lamp #mine / yours #around the pomegranate #i don’t think it will ever end #glass chalet #melatonin 130 #oh distant you #eulogy #dropshipped cat shirt #the median #trying not to think about it #10 week rule

[404-art-found]

I am very happy to show you all Eulogy, my love letter to the game The Upturned.

Heavily inspired by Dream's End Come True by @mothcpu, and made with great help from @egg-exe. I hope you enjoy.

You can read it here: https://pangolin-404.neocities.org/EULOGY.

#thoughts #my art #my writing #the upturned #eulogy

[blueshistorysims]

His Grace the Duke of Feldsbury posing for his first official portrait as Duke, 1871

Lord Thomas Henry Eugene Walsh was born in 1845 to the eighth Duke and Duchess of Feldsbury. He was raised in Henford-on-Bagley, the seat of his family's dukedom alongside his younger brother James. While attending university at Cambridge, his brother contracted tuberculosis and died, and their mother died of grief shortly after. Thomas returned home and managed the estate affairs until his father's death five years after, becoming duke at 27, the same age as when Byron inherited the title.

Three years before his father's death, he married Lady Alice Gordon, daughter of the Earl of Elsmere, and had son Thomas Jr. in 1870. He soon became a powerful force in the House of Lords as an influential member of the Tories. While pregnant with their second child, Lady Alice suffered a miscarriage that led to hemorrhaging and her early death at the age of 35. Thomas was devastated by her death, becoming cold and withdrawn, his cynicalness and pessimism only growing with the deaths of his son in the Boer War and grandson Timothy in the Great War.

After his grandson's death, he met with his future heir Alexander Walsh, who was delighted by the change of fate before his own untimely death during the Battle of the Somme. He died in his sleep at the age of 77, leaving behind a great title and immense wealth.

#the walshes #the walsh legacy #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #sims 4 decades #sims 4 historical #sims 4 decades challenge #ts4 story #ts4 decades challenge #sims 4 history challenge #ts4 historical #thomas walsh #eulogy #the sims #ts4 simblr #history simblr #simblr #ts4 1920s #1920s #roaring twenties #roaring 20s #tw death #man has had so many people die around him yeesh

[tristikov]

My dad passed away recently after a nearly year-long battle with cancer. He was 65. His wife took this photo a number of years back, and it sublimely captures so much about who he was, while instilling a mystique that I think is also fitting. I wrote the following to read at his funeral:

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If you’ve ever seen my father in a crowd, you’d know he wasn’t hard to spot… Though his clothing tended to be modest, and his manner gentle, his 6’6” stature meant he usually stood head—and often shoulders—above those around him. That isn’t to suggest he wasn’t a down-to-earth individual, and I’m sure most anyone who knew him could attest to his kindness and can-do desire to help others.

Physical height runs in his side of the family, but even as a full-grown adult I’ve continued to look up to him in more ways than one (…an appreciation of wordplay also seems to be in our genes, but I shouldn’t jump the pun). As a kid I remember riding with him in “the Chev,” a woods vehicle he built himself, collecting, splitting, and stacking firewood for the winter. Through him I learned to appreciate the simple pleasure of working outdoors, roaming the quiet woods, and being considerate of the land.

As I grew older, I also worked with him on his cranberry bogs for a number of years. I learned much in that time, and though I chose to pursue a different career path, I have always looked back fondly on the time I spent working with my dad… Installing sprinkler heads in the busy thaw of Spring, battling weeds and fixing irrigation lines in the blazing Summer sun, setting up the berry pump, corralling the cranberries, and harvesting the crop under the brilliant skies of Autumn, then driving his hand-built ice sanders over the frozen bogs in the chill of Winter. Thanks to him I also have an undying appreciation for the local pizzeria, iced coffee in every season, and taking a nap after lunch (at least when time permits).

A farmer’s life is a demanding one, and each morning, fueled only by a cup of Lipton tea, my father rose to the thorny challenges of every season: Watching over the crop on little sleep through Spring and Fall frosts, maintaining our vehicles and the myriad of farm equipment, or building whatever was needed with the resources at hand—often sawing a few 2-by-4s, welding some angle iron, and bolting on an old motor… Sometimes all three.

Though my father designed and built the house I grew up in, the shop barn we relaxed and did projects in, the shed he kept his dirt bike and later ATV in, the horse barn, the camp in Maine, and at least half a dozen other sheds and outdoor constructions, his most recent endeavor—a new cedar log house--was his masterpiece… Thanks in no small part to the hard work and dedication of his dear wife, the two of them built a lovely home together overlooking the very bogs he had spent so many years tending to.

She also helped him to complete the camp in Maine which he had begun all the way back when I was a child. I took many winter trips there with my father over the years, to relax, ride the snowmobile trails, and to break fresh snow searching for elusive moose antlers. My dad loved the north woods, moose, and a day of both hard work and leisurely puttering… Maine’s state slogan is “the way life should be,” and I think my dad agreed.

I’ll miss greatly those trips with my father, more so even than working with him on the bogs. I treasured the time to connect and learn from him. I’m probably not the only guy to think highly of their dad, but with the wide breadth of skills, depth of knowledge, and social presence he possessed, it was, and still is hard to not be in awe of him. I am a father myself now, and as I remember the impressive size of the trusty old snow boots my dad wore every winter, I feel that his shoes are going to be very large ones to fill.

While my dad no doubt lived a full life, it was far too short, and I weep for the time he cannot spend with his loving wife, his young grandson, and all of his family and friends, with joy and warmth in his newly built home. He was a great father, role model, and mentor. He was one-of-a-kind, and made an indelible impression on those who met him. He will be missed by all, but when the warm late-summer nights give way to cool early-autumn evenings and the cranberries ripen scarlet under a clear blue sky, that is when I will miss him most.

#eulogy #father #dad #tribute #cranberries

[screwcharms]

“It didn't take long for Reach to fall: our enemy was ruthless. Efficient. But they weren't nearly fast enough. For you had already passed the torch. And because of you, we found Halo, unlocked its secrets, shattered our enemy's resolve. Our victory — your victory — was so close, I wish you could have lived to see it. But you belong to Reach. Your body, your armor — all burned and turned to glass. Everything… except your courage. That, you gave to us. And with it, we can rebuild.”

- Dr. Catherine Halsey, Halo Reach

#halo reach #eulogy #halo #noble 6 #noble six #halo reach eulogy #remember reach

[reformedpeasant]

you linger in doorways, uncomfortably, it seems to me that always, you're about to leave

#scrawling this on the inside of my ribcage #thats too much my bad #mammalian sighing reflex #wilbur soot #eulogy

[imeaniguessthatsfine]

The Melatonin 130/Oh Distant You/Eulogy trilogy is killer and absolutely breathtaking, they’re on repeat

#mammalian sighing reflex #wilbur soot #melatonin 130 #oh distant you #eulogy #music

[chambertomb]

🪦promo hour🪦

Hiiii im Arthur Sue chambertomb I've never done a promo hour in my eight years on here you should follow me if you like dead/undead things and videogames and faggotry and original characters

YOU could be my 80th follower. also check out my neocities if you want

#eulogy #promo hour

[roitaminnah]

two more ocs, some of socks friends/family! there's one last one after these two but then. I will. be done. maybe. or not. who knows

#roi draws #ocs #socks and boat #the story is just called socks and boat for now . lol #elsie #eulogy #elsie is like. very puppycore. easily excitable and very very loyal to their friends. #eulogy is. the mom friend LMAO. no one usually comes to him for advice but he gives it and tbh. he's probably right most of the time #why is elsie the only one with a normal name? idk. all the names of the characters I have so far are socks boat eulogy elsie and thistle. #number one humanoid namer