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Rest In Peace Bill (thanks to all bluelighters for their support)

I only heard about this on Saturday night... It made me so sad... But I was sure that I didnt know Bill, every one kept saying that I did, and I was sure that I didnt... But my sadness was still profound... How could this happen to one of us... At a beautiful party, ever???
Then I saw this thread and saw Bill, and I knew him... I just never knew his name... I think that he has frequented every club and party that I have worked at... One of those cool random doofers who I didnt actually know, but appreciated for the fact that they werent ever difficult, never trying to scam their way in, always having enough time to have a chat before going in to the club...
I remember at @mosphere when i was working there Bill came up and started talking to me about how many weird names there are and how none of them are spelt how they sound... I was laughing at this as he went through his phone asking me to pronounce the names that he showed me...
He was cool...
Much Love and Light to cover him in his journey and his family and friends in their grief and the general doofing community will miss him being there...
Love and Light, corrie...
 
I can't believe this has happened, i never met Bill either, but this whole story is so sad and terrible, you never think that anything like this is going to happen.
It's a sad day indeed.
I hope evrybody who knew Bill is coping with this horrible tragedy.
Rest in Peace
 
I had never met Bill either, but he was a bluelighter and obviously loved by many people around the country. All my love to his friends and family.
 
Now that I finally have some time to sit down and just take a few breaths, I want to share a story about Bill.
At the Christmas Sunny party at the Atlantic Wharf, I was standing up on the balcony overlooking the dancefloor. Some guy was chatting to me. He noticed that I was watching someone down on the dancefloor and he turned to have a look as well. When he saw that I was looking at Bill dancing around in his famous green shirt, he said, "Who is that guy? I see him EVERYWHERE!" I just laughed and said, "Ahhh, he's my flatmate. :) " Which of course lead to the question that most people ask me about Bill - "Is he always like that?"
I think in our memories, we will all have to say "yep" cuz that was the Bill that constantly amazed, intrigued and surprised us. He was the person that everyone looked to as being the heart of the party and the eccentric genius who would get you thinking about crazy topics.
Bill, I'm going to miss you! And dammit, if they have told you what the perfect DNA molecule looks like, you better find a way of letting me know!
 
I have so many funny and moving stories, it's hard to choose.
When I first started partying, Bill welcomed me into his life, often letting me hang out at his house, where he shared his many insights. While he had very serious opinions on everything, he also had untouchable wit to match his mischievous and adorable sense of humour. He was unflailingly generous with his time, money and spirit. He taught me so much about how to party, what life was about for him and shared so many things with me that I would never have discovered otherwise.
I remember at Earthcore last year, he was running around wearing a pair of pipe-cleaner glasses he'd made, accompanied by his huge grin and he was flinging a whizzy-dizz propeller up into the air. I said to icantfeelmylegs, 'Bill's doing wierd stuff!' and he said something like 'so what, when is Bill not being wierd?!'. His bizarre yet hilarious antics were always welcomed.
In some way, Bill has always given me strength and inspiration. I am so glad that I told him this. I first met him at Sonar last year, and he proceeded to cuddle and chat with me for much of the night, and most of the next day. Bill seemed to have unending energy, warmth and laughter- and he always left a bright mark. I can see his bursting smile and twinkling eyes now!
Since I heard this devastating news, I have considered my life and how much Bill affected it. I am sure that people will agree, while nothing can remove our pain and sadness at this loss, something positive can come when we carry on Bill's memory, in whatever way we choose.
xo
 
:'(
I went out on Friday night, I had read about what happened to Bill only a few hours before...
I remember a w/e I had with Bill, wild to say the least. We met on the Friday @ the S.U.N project party n on Saturday we flew to Sydney to party there. He brought a plush toy @ the airport, the softest one I have ever felt, it was a frog. Throughout the w/e, "Froggi" never left my arm/pants pocket, n when we got back to melbourne n had to depart, he wanted me to keep it.
The next wk, I lost Froggi @ bubble. I was devistated. Bill then found out where you could this brand of plushtoy n brought another one out for me.
I didn't know Bill overly well, n this is the main memory I keep. Everytime I look at Froggi I cant but smile, n thats what Bill does, makes people smile.
...I brought Froggi out with me on friday night, Partied my @$$ off, n dedicated my night to Bill. It isn't much, but it's how I remember him, g0in absolutely Nutz. I am so verry glad I got to share my first time in Sydney with Bill, n sharn't ever forget it.
R.I.P Bill
xoxo
 
Reading through all these again makes me think how amazing it would have been for Bill to have read some of these people's thoughts... I think I will go out of my way to let some special people know how I feel about them, some good always comes from tragedy.
On a funnier note I was on the train today when I remembered something hilarious that made me laugh out loud.
Bill and I and some others were leaving a club in the bright morning in extremely good spirits when this small asian lad rocked up to Bill and started talking to him at the Tram stop as we were crossing the road... we then heard Bill exclaim at the top of his voice.
"HEROIN!!! You want me to buy HEROIN?!!?!? Are you fucking crazy what do you think we are!!!"
We pissed ourselves no end as the guy ambled off grumbling to himself as everyone down the street craned their necks to look at what was going on. He was always full of surprises.
On occasion people would comment that I looked like a mini Bill with my bald head and fluro neckalce and sometimes crazy dancing... I was always flatered but quick to say that there was no way I could follow in those footsteps (metophorically and literally), he was and still is something else!
I am sadly not going to be able to make any ceremony in Melbourne, so I ask those of you who know me to say hello to Bill and pass on my apologies for missing the celebration of his life.
Take care friends.
 
Im sure whereever Bill may be, he knows how we all feel.
But he's probably busy making everyone piss themselves laughing............
 
Bill, you always had the innocence of the boy we wished we could shrink back into, and the strength of the man who’s shoes we could never fill..
it is only recently that i have slowly warmed to the realisation of your motives, and the shear depth and energy that you had for all of life. often these motives seemed lost in the shear magnitude of finger-food necklace gags, but always remained the underlying current to my understanding of your actions.
from the initial moments at teriyaki that i spent in shear awe of your audacity, to the breakfast at the sofitel that we will never forget, the most beautiful day ever on the banks of the mitchell river, and your constant roaming menace on the sunny dance floor, the architectural food structures at daybreaks, the thud of your feet on the floor outside my bedroom as i try to get a moments sleep, the mounting pile of bulbs that seemed to follow us wherever we went, and the shear feeling of contentedness when you smiled back at me as i walked in the door of any party, club or house..
these are the things i remember you for, but the life lessons that you prompted me to investigate and explore are the things that i will keep with me forever.
thankyou Bill,
your memory in death will be no less vibrant that it was in life..
rob.
 
I remember in the morning at November Earthcore, there were all sorts of antiks at the Sunny stage where our campsite was. We were sitting down carrying on as Bill was fiddling around with something and i mentioned how much i loved hamming it up at the morning set, he quickly poked his head up wearing a pair of star shaped multicoloured glasses he'd just made out of pipecleaners and exhuberantly exclaimed "HAH...YOU DO!!". He spent the morning clowning around, giving treats and cold beverages to complete strangers - lightening things up while looking after everyone.
A generous, kind hearted and talented fellow, his love for life and partying was outwieghed only by his love for his friends and everyone he met. His endless energy made him the dancefloor mascot and his expansive consciousness made him the centre of conversation. He's without a doubt the most entertaining person i've had the pleasure of knowing, I think i'll eternally be looking out for Bouncin' Bill.
Love you and miss you Bill...I know all your universal questions have now been answered.
H
 
Jesus... :(
Rest In Peace ~Bill, I hope to meet you one day at the big rave in the sky...
My thoughts go out to his fiends ad family...
F... :(
 
I met bill a few times and I have to say my most favourite day spent with him was a recovery Saturday last March - it was PeterPoppa's birthday from memory and pekkie, pleonastic, PeterPoppa, Dustoff and a few others spent the day at Bill's house in Fitzroy and it was the most memorable recovery I have ever had. He was the nicest guy and I will remember him always. RIP Bill.
 
I'm still not sure what to say. To say that I, and everyone who knew and loved Bill, are devestated is not even close. We are still just numb.
Bill is an amazing person. He gives so much, he has so much personality and energy - and yet he keeps so much to himself as well. A wonder and a mystery.
The dozens of parties with Bill have proven what a funloving character he is. The dozens of conversations I've had or listened to with Bill have proven the depth of his amazing intellect. The dozens of quiet nights at home with Bill cooking, reading or watching TV have proven that there was so much more to him that we would never know.
I moved in with Bill at the start of this year. He was living with my girlfriend and when he found out I had to move out of my old house, he came up to me in the middle of the sunny dancefloor and told me "I guess you better move in with us then".I'd never been sure what Bill thought of me - and in that moment I realised that Bill doesn't judge people in that way.
And since then I've started to get to know Bill a little better. And yet I'm sad that I'll never get to know him as much as I'd have liked.
Bill - I never told you how much I respect you and what a great friend you are. I will remember you forever.
 
Xtine22: that was actually the first time I met Bill properly - I'd always kinda known him as "that crazy guy that's always out everywhere" and we acknowledged each other, but had never properly met until that morning. Then he invites me back to his house and opens his doors to us all. I rememebr that day vividly, as it was one of the best days of my life - sitting in his back yard on that blanket on the couch, and then later sitting in the park with everybody and just chatting about things. So simple, yet so perfect, and I owe it greatly to Bill's hospitality and kindness... :)
 
Its taken me a while to think about what i wanted to say to you about the Bill i knew. So, I just blurted out what came from my heart. This is an edited exert from my post in a similar thread from TKK web site, where Bossdog inspired me to finally type something:
"I havent posted anything anywhere on this topic - simply becasue i haven't known what to say. Its really hard. I too wish i had got to know him better, and i do regret not making more of an effort to do that. But recently i have been thinking A LOT about this. And what keeps passing though my mind, is a thought which really makes me want to be a better person. This thought is also one which makes me sad. I was reading the tribute thread to Bill, and i had to fight back the tears. The tears were partly for Bill - i will never get to see him again, never laugh with him again, never get to hug him again. I miss him even though i hardly knew him. But what made me upset enough to cry was the thought of loosing one of my friends who i know so well and love. Some of you i know really well, and want to be able to see for ever. And the thought of not being able to do that... well, i hate to think about it. And the friends i dont know so well, i'm sure i will NOW make more of an effort with.
At the time of reading through all the beautiful posts, i was leaning on Tims shoulder. I don't think he noticed the tears in my eyes becasue he was pretty much in shock. Later he tried to make a post on HDP, but for about half an hour he just kept typing something and erasing it over and over. But really, i don't know what i'd do if i lost any one of you guys.
So thankyou Bill for making me realise how much i love my friends. Thankyou for making me want to be a better person. Thankyou for making me appreciate my friends more. And thankyou for making me smile and laugh - even on those times i was comming down!
The last time i saw him was at the MEMF. He came up to me and showed me a lighter with a drawing on it. He said a girl gave it to him just then. I asked why did she do that? And he said it was becasue he made and gave her a pipe cleaner flower. He was the kind of person who would do things for others - friends or strangers - for no reason. Just to make them happy.
I want to be more like that. I have always wanted to be more like that, but now, thanks to Bill, my wants will turn into actions. And I've made more resolutions than just that. So in a way Bill has not just made me smile and laugh, but he has helped in making me a better person.
Thanks Bill."
R.I.P.
(I just hope everyone else in Heaven knows how lucky they are to have such a top guy up there. [and i'm not at all religious].)
 
i'm in shock i thought it was a horrible joke then saw the articles in the papers & on Bluelight ... i may have only met Bill twice but both times he put a smile on my face & made me laugh
RIP Bill
 
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