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Trying to figure out what to say about Philip Seymour Hoffman. I have nothing to say, because I didn’t know him. But I did know him, we all did.
He was on our Televisions, our big screens, our mobile phones, our social feeds. He was hands down one of the most brilliant creatives of our time. He was also an addict who since the age of 22 had spent much of his time sober. The world can be a difficult and lonely place and in the midst of difficult times it can be hard, if not impossible, to remember that the difficulties we experience will not last forever, because they never do.
Maybe he experienced this impossibility when he relapsed, or perhaps he just forgot and there was no meaning behind his choice. It doesn’t matter, it really doesn’t. Some say relapse is a choice. I suppose the events leading up to a relapse are, in a way, a choice, but perhaps not. Perhaps it is not a choice and you’re just fucked. People die all the time, of this disease and others - none of it dims the beauty that we all contribute to each other and to the world. Philip Seymour Hoffman will always be remembered for his outstanding brilliance, memorialized forever in his art which I am grateful for. R.I.P.
Desk of Nike’s CEO.
The Velvet Underground