Ulrik is Dead
We would sit at night and ping-pong music – mostly music – but also reflections and general views of the world and such – in a mixture of seriousness, humor, self-irony, and sarcasm … but not anymore – because now Ulrik is dead!
It came as a surprise when I found out that Ulrik had died – or maybe it didn’t. I didn’t expect him to take his own life – or maybe I did. I didn’t know him that well – or maybe I did. He was a unique character – but not so much that it bothered – that was what made him, him – him.
He floated around high up – or in a way, he didn’t. He was very grounded – but in a way, he wasn’t. Maybe I knew it was worse than he let show – or maybe I didn’t. He was OK – but he wasn’t really. It was not something he would talk about – and yet it was. We were different – and maybe not so much. We were similar – but in a way, not. I am here – and he is not – or maybe he is!
Ulrik Schou Jørgensen
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