“A beautiful soul, that Spencer Bell” ~Jackson Rathbone

I can remember always wanting to be a writer. Craving, yearning for knowledge as if it were sustenance, though I knew it always went so much deeper than that. I was constantly searching, hoping, wandering, looking for something that I forever felt as if I was on the brink of. Feeling lost, alone no matter who I was with, or where I was.
Never did I ask if anyone felt the same way, I felt foolish, what would i say? How could I convey that my soul was lacking something that nothing, nobody may ever be able to fill? Would anyone even grasp that? Or would they send someone to medicate me and carry me off in a little white coat, that allowed me to give myself special hugs?
Never would I have dreamed, that I would find such a beautiful soul, courtesy of an admitted “admiration and appreciation” of Jackson Rathbone.
You guys know by now, that even though, this site has gossip in the name, that I don’t abide by that. I prefer to do ARTICLES that are on treating celebrities as human beings, on charity, and the like, so it also means that I do not read gossip, as a rule. That normally includes interviews, believe it or not, unless I conduct them myself, or they are in a reputable magazine or on a respectful, and truthful site.
All of that yammering being said, I had read an interview with Jackson, several weeks ago, and he was mentioning Spencer Bell with such stated reverence, compassion, and love (actually it’s where the headline from this article came from) that I HAD to go and read all about Spencer. Since then, I have wiled away hours pouring myself over the page, his lyrics, his journal entries, photos, and music. I have spent countless hours crying for a loss so great that I cannot wrap my mind around it.
I consider myself blessed beyond any words in my vocabulary, to have the privelige, and honor to familiarize myself with such a prodigious artisan.
Spencer Bell was diagnosed with Adrenal cancer, and it took his body from this world much too soon. In December of 2006, when he was merely 20 years old, he tragically lost his fight with the disease.
Perhaps his soul was not destined for a world so corrupt, so treacherous and poisoned, that he simply returned to the light, from which he was born. To be the beacon for all inspiration, and creativity.
If you go to the SPENCER BELL MEMORIAL PAGE you can hear his spine-tingling music, read his lyrics that will make your heart feel as if it’s beating for the first time, and your soul, as if it’s flying.
You can join the site, donate to the UMCCC Spencer Bell Memorial Endowed Fund † to help fund Adrenal Cancer Research. There is a concert being held in his honor, to also raise money for the cause:

And you can go HERE for tickets.
I’m hoping *crossing my fingers* to get an event scheduled in Charlotte, North Carolina, and I’d be more than honored to head it, or pitch in, in any way possible. I want more than anything to get the word out about this disease. It has taken away many lives, including one young man that has reminded me just how much difference ONE person CAN make in this world. I wish I had been lucky enough to know him, but I can say, I am honored to know the legacy that he leaves behind. I couldn’t agree with Jackson more
“What a beautiful soul, that Spencer Bell.”

[[Images from http://spencerbellmemorial.ning.com/ ]]