It was hard enough for me to hear about Rik Mayall... His sweet heart failed him and my silly heart goes a bit with him. Today Robin Williams... My hero, my myth, all my best laughs and tears in celluloid... It would be too long and stupid now to mention all his masterpieces and all the emotions inside me thru the years. He seems to have been devoured by the same monsters that are often inside me: depression, duality, loneliness. No matter how many friends and loved ones were around him, no matter how much success he had. I cannot judge or explain, I can only cry today. Thank you mister Williams especially for "What Dreams May Come", one of my all time favorites. My funny hairy alien, my crazy cross dressing nanny, the voice heard by soldiers in Vietnam... All of your faces and souls will be always with me. Goodbye Robin