Eulogy

Man.
It matters, we take a visual bite out of the ripe peach life is in this moment.
All of our natural and supra natural muscles are flexed.
This species, at its early adolescent stage manifests a hunger for righteousness that is sated only with truth.
Roben Woodson marks us.
His short life informed our social experience with love, camaraderie and concern.
The eccentricity he gifted Philadelphia with defined the ever present unexpectable now with the excitement of new discovery.
With a passion for recording the now, knowledge of the wealth we possess saturated this frail yet agent body.
The images and sounds he recorded are ours, forever alive and enshrined in the maturing lyrics of humanity’s song.
Roben’s perspective created space for the least of gods children.
The tidal ebb and flow of inspiration and despair have soaked the beaches of our progress and Roben’s life is like the salt that makes that ocean of agency taste.
The layers of existence crowding out the light in life are transparent to his memory.
We can envisage the silhouette of his character and be clairvoyant in the maze of space and time.
Forward will always be the word that the compass of Roben Psonbravos Woodson blazes for us.
Our dreams, the indomitable spirit that lifts and sustains us and courage find fertile ground in his wake. It is with a profound sense of humility that we pledge the best we can offer to build the community of love this life represents.
In his name we now define ourselves again as family.