I think it speaks volumes that Dylan even had messages of love from girls on his cross, even after what he did. I have an uncle who was in his 20s when it happened and he says he vividly remembers seeing “I still love you,” “Fly high gorgeous!,” and a few other messages and hearts from girls (feminine writing) on Dylan’s cross. He didn’t see any on Eric’s.

Did your uncle take any photos of some of the sentiments on his cross? 

In the picture floating around that I’m assuming is from his journal where Dylan writes about his favorite movies I don’t see NBK? I thought that was his all time favorite movie

That’s Eric’s handwriting and he was referencing favorite movies the two liked in Dylan’s yearbook.  Ironically, he either unintentionally or intentionally omitted their uber fav NBK aka Natural Born Killers. I suspect the latter given their alleged “self awareness”  but then again maybe The Reb had a brain fart and forgot. oopsy.

Do you think that Dylan and Eric’s group of friends were into pornography too? Was it typical for most teenage boys to be into porn in the 90’s?

Since when is it a unique thing for a group of teenage guys to be into porno?Swapping videos and magazines and whatnot. It’s hardly a nineties thing. heh. It’s so common it’s

plebeian. Never goes out of fashion no matter what decade (or century) you’re referring to.. 

columbiner gothic meme

tomriddlcs:

  • Dave Cullen is on the news.
    Dave Cullen is on the talk show. Dave Cullen is giving a lecture. “There’s no
    such thing as bullying,” he says. You know he is wrong, but everyone around you
    nods like he’s right. He has to be. He did ten years of research. But then you
    see something in his eyes when he says the name “Dylan Klebold”. A hunger.
  • There is a photograph of a pouting
    girl in a Natural Selection t-shirt. There is a photograph of a pouting girl
    in a Wrath t-shirt. There is a photograph of a locket with Eric Harris’ face
    on it. You don’t know how long you’ve been scrolling. It seems like forever.
    There is a photograph of a girl in a Wrath t-shirt.
  • Everyone has been arrested by
    the FBI for reblogging Columbine-related things. Even the Columbiners who don’t
    live in America. The FBI are cracking down on the dangerous youths. They are
    coming for us all.
  • You have heard legends about
    a photograph of Dylan Klebold hugging a cactus, but you never see the
    photograph. You vow that you will not rest until you see the photograph. Years
    go by. Decades. Centuries. You can never die, never rest, until you’ve seen the
    photograph.
  • “13 victims,” they say, over
    and over again. You tell them that they’re wrong, that there were actually 15. They
    all turn to you in unison. “13 victims,” they say, as one. “The massacre left
    behind 13 victims.”
  • There is another school shooting. The shooter worshipped the Columbine killers. They kept a journal. They listened to death metal. They wore black. “See?” the media says. “The shooter worshipped the Columbine killers. They always worship the Columbine killers.”
  • “Dylan Klebold was a
    follower,” someone says. “Eric Harris was a psychopath.” You ask them how they
    know that. Their face twists and stretches, and they turn into a hideous and
    terrifying creature, with fangs and a forked tongue. “I read Columbine by Dave Cullen,” the monster
    says. “It explains it all in there.”
  • You go to a blog. “Stray Bullet”
    by KMFDM blasts out of your speakers, on autoplay. You close the tab, but the
    music keeps playing. I am your apocalypse. I am your belief unwrought.
    Monolithic juggernaut. I’m the illegitimate son of god. It has always been
    playing.
  • There is a Columbine
    documentary on TV. Brooks Brown is there. He is always there.
  • An
    angry social justice blogger posts in the tag. “You should all die!” The post
    says. “You love murderers! You’re sick!” They call for the staff. The staff do
    not come. The staff never come.
  • You
    hear they’re making a film about Rachel Scott. It will be factual, they say. It
    will come out on the seventeenth anniversary of the shooting. You try to
    protest the film’s accuracy, but the Christians cannot hear you. They’re too
    busy singing “Cassie” by Flyleaf.
  • There
    were 13 victims, they say. Isaiah Shoels. Cassie Bernall. Rachel Scott. John
    Tomlin. Such losses, they say. So much wasted potential. You realise that’s
    only 4 names, but still they say there were 13 victims.

Superb ^^

In the Opera article Sue mentions about Dylan’s diary “a girl we never knew that he was near obsessed with” or something similar. But she says it in a way that that indicates it’s just about ONE ‘true love’ and not many different ones that are theorized on Tumblr. Hmm….

In the 2009 Oprah article Sue says:

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In November ‘97, Dylan writes (in great frustration!) his entry which is approximately 3 – 3.5 months after writing his “My 1st Love???” journal entry.

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“I don’t know my love: could be _Unknown Girl 1__, or _Unknown Girl 2__, or _Unknown Girl 3_, I don’t know & i’m sick of not knowing !!  to be kept in the dark is a punishment !!”

In January of ‘98 Dylan still puzzles over the riddle of which girl would be the perfect one meant for him:

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“ _Unknown girl__ is the newest..the purest (for now)..seems perfect for me.. I seem perfect for her.  I was delusional & thought she waved at me the last day of school.  Oh well..my emotions are gone so much past pain at once, my senses are numbed.  The beauty of being numb..Laterz”

The point being here is that Sue basically summarized in one short paragraph of the article what she learned from reading her son’s journal: that essentially her son was in love with girl that didn’t even know who he was. Specific details were omited. I would imagine that she likely read his fairly lengthy ‘love letter’ about the girl he was referring to so concertedly at that particular time and it made the biggest impression on her so that is likely what she was mentioned.  The truth is, according to Dylan’s journal,  he was at different points in time, attracted to various different girls that fit the bill for him in terms of his ‘true love’ and when one didn’t pan out, he’d set his sights on another.  He was not fixated on only one girl the entire two years of his journal or else we wouldn’t see the sort of process of elimination and frantic consternation he was clearly going through as referenced in the entries above.

Was Dyl ever a fan of the movie The Crow? For some reason, I see quite a few parallels between him and Eric Draven and just really picture him digging that film. Thank you so much in advance for answering! :)

Yes, I do believe Dylan dug The Crow (which came out in ‘94).   He seemed to like the flick well enough to amuse himself by referencing the movie’s characters as examples for his diversion “Adult Legal Issues” criminal offense w/ appropriate sentencing  quiz answers.

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The Crow Synopsis:  A poetic guitarist Eric Draven is very much in love with his finance Shelly who is raped and beaten by city boss Top Dollar’s thugs on Halloween night of their marriage, only to die 30 hours later in a hospital. Eric is shot and pushed out a window. A year later death is no longer what it was as Eric Draven, accompanied by a Crow and gifted with new powers and a world of grief and pain, he is brought back to life by The Crow exactly one year after he and his fiancée are murdered.  The crow guides him through the land of the living, and leads him to his killers: knife thrower Tin-tin, drugetic Funboy, car buff T-Bird, and the unsophisticated Skank. One by one, Eric gives these thugs a taste of their own medicine. However their leader Top-Dollar, a world-class crime lord who will dispatch his enemies with a Japanese sword and joke about it later, will soon learn the legend of the crow and the secret to the vigilante’s invincibility.   Draven is brought back to life to avenge his love’s death. After all, love is forever. And some of us Believe in Angels.

“ I wonder how/when i got so fucked up… my mind, existence, problem – when Dylan Benet Klebold got covered up by this entity containing Dylan’s body”

I tend to think Dylan would’ve really strongly resonated with Eric Draven from The Crow.  I feel as though he fancied himself that sort of dark avenger righting what he felt was made wrong in his existence.  All he believed he wanted in the world was to find his love and to feel loved and understood but in return he felt cheated, as if such simple pleasures of this life were stolen from him. He was cheated and robbed of fulfillment. And in his sense of damned loneliness and eternal pain and sadness, he believed it only fair and righteous to retaliate, to have revenge on the humanity, this world, that has robbed him of love, peace, happiness and contentment. Eric Draven kills those he feels is deserving of it, deserving of his personal sense of justice.  In Dylan’s “Man in Black” essay, he no doubt relished channeling the darkly gothic, ‘complacent’ Eric Draven archetype who strides purposedly towards his victims with deadly intent and exacts his revenge on the preps with silent, swift accuracy like that of a Ninja concealed in the cloak of night, as if to take out what he considers to be the worthless scum-of-the-earth trash for the betterment of the world.  For it’s no more or less than he feels they deserve. In this way he is being compassionate to right the wrong. The merciful avenger who is but an equalizer distributing the burden of pain he carries onto those who had caused him suffering. His torment and pain will be theirs. They too will now experience all of this by his hand as he leaves them to die bleeding in his wake.  His lack of mercy and pity in his act of revenge against his deserving victims is pity considering what they are, what they done to him, – what they’ve come to symbolize for him.  The bullies that stole from him and plundered his heart and soul.  The irony of The Crow is that the anti-hero, Eric Draven murders for having lost his love and symbolically losing his ability to love since it was stolen from his heart. He destroys for having been destroyed by others literally and metaphorically, and transforms by rising up from the dead as a dark phoenix-from-the ashes avenger. 

“….as the man dressed in black walked
down the empty streets…. What was most recognized about the man was the sound of his
footsteps. Behind the conversations & noises of the town, not a sound was to be heard from
him, except the dark, monotonous footsteps, combined with the jingling of his belt chains
striking not only the two visible guns in their holsters, but the large bowie knife, slung in
anticipation of use. The wide-brimmed hat cast a pitch-black shadow of his already dimly
lit face. He wore black gloves, with a type of metal spiked-band across the knuckles. A black
overcoat covered most of his body, small lines of metal & half-inch spikes layering upper
portions of the shoulders, arms, and back. His boots were newly polished, and didn’t look
like they had been used much.

His face
was entirely in shadow, yet even though I was unable to see his expressions, I could feel his
anger, cutting thru the air like a razor.

”It was faint at first, but grew in intensity and power as I heard the man laugh.  This laugh would have made Satan cringe in Hell.   For almost half a minute this laugh, spawned from the most powerful place conceivable, filled the air, and thru the entire town, the entire world.“  

”…I was still as he came my way again. He stopped, and gave me a look I will never forget.  If I could face an emotion of god, it would have looked like the man.  I not only saw in his face, but also eminating from him power, complacence,closure, and godliness.  The man smiled, and in that instant, thru no endeavor of my own, I understood his actions.“  

– Dylan Klebold, The Man in Black Essay  [Full story]

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I have something to give you. I don’t want it anymore. Thirty hours of pain all at once, all for you.

He was already dead. He died a year ago the moment he touched her. They’re all dead. They just don’t know it yet. – Eric Draven, The Crow

Plus there’s the simple fact that they both have a black trench, necklace and a the very same hair style. 😉 (Eric Draven wears the wedding band around his neck as a symbolic reminder of his love lost.)

I was reading acolumbinesite and it said that during senior prom (4-17-99), Dylan talked happily with Nate about a positive future and attending college in arizona. that really breaks my heart, consdering he would be dead in 3 days. My question for you is, why do you think he said those things? He could’ve easily not said anything about his future. why do you think he tried to sounded so happy?

Dylan wanted to depart the world leaving his friends and family with a sense that he’d still be there in their future.  I go into more of his reasoning here.

Whatsup??Thanks for informing those about my trenchcoat & duster. But hey! Who are you calling scrawny miss? Ill have you know my shoulders were GODLIKE! I would put a smily face because your pretty godlike yourself but I dont wanna ruin my image-DBK

👌🏻 Glad I could clear up the misconceptions for you. ❤️
Dude, no worries, it’s all good. Your shoulders were ace in the trench and your hands, neck, chin and jawline were naturally GoDLiKe. Smiley emojis crampin’ your bad ass style, huh V? 😏

What do you think Dylan would be doing with his life right now if he was still alive?

I think Dylan in his mid thirties would be co founder and V.P. alongside Zack Heckler at Aspire Technology Solutions, Inc. located in downtown Denver. He’d work remotely though (so no need to live there anymore 😉 ) and commute as needed. He’d be newly married (having finally found ‘the one’) with a little girl on the way. In his spare time, he’d kick around experimental music in a garage band with a few close buddies and, of course, play drums or try his hand at electric guitar. I can see him liking the skill of processing and producing electro-syth music something along the lines of NIN. He’d dabble in the possible ideas for writing a book and his wife would also try to encourage him to keep up with his poetry which she’d feel that he has a natural, instinctive talent with words. His home entertainment center would be complete with the usual suspects: the wide-screen, high def tv and superior sound system which would be well stocked with his great and terrible movies. He’d be a movie buff. I’m sure some of you might say ‘well, Dylan would have been too depressed and beyond help to even make it to a middle-age’, but the question I answered in the context of this question given was: what might Dylan be doing now were he alive and well. 😉

Let’s say Dylan ended up finding love and didn’t go through with nbk. Do you think he would have told his love about it or kept it to himself?

If Dyl fell in love with someone he felt really good about, someone he could trust and be open in his feelings with, then yes, I feel as though he would have confided in her about his near plan to go NBK or his numerous times he’d thought to commit suicide. Remember, this is what he was jealous over Zack about, the fact that his best friend had found his “soul mate”, someone who he could share his struggles with and even “admit fucking suicide” to. In being in love with his girl, Dylan longed for his bond to be deeply intimate so he’d be able to share his deepest, darkest secrets, and he wouldn’t have to feel as though he was going it alone or denying her his truths. The right girl would understand him as herself. To love, with the right love, a true love, would be to enter a completion of oneself.

It seems people wrote so much more on Dylan’s cross than Eric’s any thoughts to why?

I think that it speaks volumes in and of itself as to why he got more written sentiments on his cross. Dylan’s interaction with people was different than Eric’s so there was more intense reaction of disbelief, dismay, shock and mourning for him. For the most part, Eric gave off a very close hearted vibe unless of course, you managed to worm your way in to his inner circle. Not all of it has to do with Eric being exclusive and less receptive with people though, part of the reason would be that Dylan grew up in Littleton so had more of a foundation of established relationships with a variety of people and classmates since he was a little boy in day care, elementary school and onward. Of the two killers, Dylan simply tugged just a bit more at people’s heart strings to flood his cross up with more raw reactions both good and bad. I think for the most part people might have nodded their heads at Eric’s cross and said ‘hm..yeah, I should’ve seen it coming because it makes complete sense that he would.’