Mark's passing from this world came as a shocker. I never knew that someone I see almost everyday, one who I joke along with and one who cracks many jokes would be suddenly taken. His passing was of course explainable by medical diagnosis. But even up to now,I still come out of this knowledge stunned and a bit dazed.
I cannot take the idea out of my mind. It was something that disturbed me in a very profound manner. He was no close friend but I knew him that close every day that his death was really something I can't fully comprehend. I guess it was the reality of death after all. His comic collections were one's I borrowed and he shared lots about the DC and Marvel universe with me, updates on the Green Lantern Corps, Thanos, Infinite Earth Crises and so forth. These were some of the things I learned from him. His "pareho lang" philosophy of course will not only be a crack of joke among us his colleagues but his everyday punchlines with a bit of naughty innuendos on "you know who" and "you know what" will of course be cherished.
It was the reality of someone I know dying- I guess it is real after all. Most of the time we hear and see funerals for people and yet we don't bother about them that much. No commitment of concern or sympathy is asked of us. Yet when it is someone we know, then the story changes. There are some people I know who died already but Mark's passing is something unique and something numinous if I may use the word rightly. It struck me in such a way that I feared too. It may happen to me anytime, and of course given my mortality may really happen to me. The Grim Reaper is just around the corner.
I shall not forget his often tinkering with my computer in the classroom; his "pasaring" about so many things the powers that be are so driven so much to please, and his adventures with "them".
May his memory be cherished by those who knew him in life and in his death.
Peace brother!
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