It is currently 4 September 2006.

I am in mourning. The greatest of all has passed away this day. The Crocrodile Hunter, Steve Irwin, has passed on. Due to unforeseen circumstances, Steve Irwin passed away, due to a stingray barb that was reported to have pierced through his chest right to his heart. He suffered from cardiac arrest.

Thank all the stars that they reported it was painless. He wouldn't have felt anything. The last thing he would have felt was joy at being around the wildlife he had so loved. He is definitely a figure to be remembered. His daring episodes with crocrodiles and other wildlife is an example to all of us, to look death in the eye and always reach for our dreams. His enthusiasm for wildlife, to spread it to others around him, is infectious.


If one looks at it from an objective point of view, it's just the circle of life. Death is natural. It's a way of controlling the population. Overpopulation among the Human race homo sapiens is strife. This way, he has increased the survival chance on others on Earth.

However, before any fan of Irwin's decides to kill me, I heartilly disagree with this. This is not my way of thinking. I think that life in any way is precious. Unnatural death is the worse of them all. I'm saying this because I'm an athiest who does not condone death of any kind.

Steve Irwin: Your contributions have been much appreciated. Your achievements have beeen valued. To your family, I offer my most heartfelt condolences. May you afterlife be blessed.

My heart,
Gwil-Harad