Lost Without the Pope

I have read so many blogs before but nothing came close to this one 'blogger' whose blogs I have been following through. I had, at one point, even subscribed to his blogs... but for some odd reason, the blog notices stopped!

Maybe it's my link... oh I don't know. All I know is that I am getting the inspiration to write from him. And now that he's gone (don't take that literally... I'm not saying he's dead!), I feel lost. I went to his blog site the other day and found out that the last entry he did was back in August(??)
So he DID stop blogging.

What is it about him and his writing that draws my interest? Let's rephrase that. It didn't come out right. What is it about his BLOGS that perks me up?

I guess it's his style. Unique in its own way. Satirical and sarcastic to a point where you don't want to miss the next episode. The humor is dry, but it is down to the core. It's like you're watching something that really isn't comical, but you find yourself laughing anyway. It's because you somehow relate yourself to what you were watching and thought that was funny. He is the clown... laughing on the outside, but crying on the inside.


I must say I feel sad, if not heartbroken! (Hah! can you believe that I am talking like I am in love with his writings? -- well Lo and Behold! Indeed, I am!!). No more looking forward to a few paragraphs that would just tickle my fancy. No more of those bluntly vulgar yet condone(able) blurbs.
Everyone of his blogs held a meaning deeper than what was written. They spoke of sadness within him which was hidden behind this mask of impudence. They were gentle hints of despair that is just below that line of buffoonish character. The ordinary reader wouldn't have noticed that. Only very few can. And I am one of them.

Once I tried to leave a comment about one of the first blogs I've read of him. I thought he wouldn't even notice that, nor would he bother. I told him that I thought his style of writing was entertaining and quite compelling. To my amazement, he responded to the comment via an email and I was astounded!! He said it was very flattering that somebody would compliment his writing.
Oh sure. He's probably just being polite... and kind. But that was enough for me to consider myself a fan. Since then, I've followed his entries and have enjoyed the multitude of ideas and thoughts that ran through his head.

But that was three months ago. I went back to the same page where I had saved it in my favorites.... the page was blank!!

I was shattered. I was agitated. It was like I lost a light bulb in my head.
I tried to console myself by following links of his followers and read their entries. But nothing... not one took my fancy. There is nothing like the Pope.