Legendary space being David Bowie has moved on to the next phase of his existence and we in the material plane are all the poorer for his absence.
But rather than wallow in our loss as a species, let’s all marvel and wonder that we got to exist on planet earth at the same time that he did.
How lucky we were to have him. Luckier than we knew, probably, but that tends to be the way of such things. The world has a tendency to not fully appreciate its geniuses while they walk the planet. Even the most celebrated of them.
It will be up to far better writers than us, not to mention the people who knew him well, to make sense of his life and career and put both in context now that they have reached their endpoints.
In this dimension, at least.
But for these two fashion queens, David Bowie’s entire existence was a celebration of oddness; a seven-decade manifesto that taught us not only that we didn’t have to be normal if it didn’t suit us, but that the pursuit of abnormalcy in one’s life can be an aesthetic, philosophical and most importantly, moral choice with true value and rewards.
Now that he’s gone, many will say that his greatest gift was to make the pursuit of weirdness a viable goal in one’s life, but that’s not quite how we see it.
David Bowie’s greatest gift as an artist and ostensible human being is that he made the pursuit of weirdness … beautiful.
Thank you for being weird, David. More importantly, thank you for making it look so fucking drop-dead fabulous.
Don’t rest in peace. The universe deserves better. Keep going, Space Oddity. All of us down here on earth will continue to cheer you on.