noooooooo.

what can i say...

Kevin was amazing, no one can deny it who knew him. His passion for true freedom and love was unbelieveable. I will greatly miss him. Long let him live in our memories, my non-swimming zombie pirate pal.

Love, Peace & Be Blessed

Christa

tioc faidh ar la

R.I.P. Darkstar

"Arrr"

Don't forget the Baltimore Animal Rights Coalition.

No matter how ridiculous the politics we were dealing with became he always had a smile on his face, a joke to share, and a vision of a future embedded in utopian dreamscapes that only someone who truly believed in the possibilities of limitless humanity could posses. From my interactions with him it was obvious he loved to educate others on politics of radicalism through his distro, which he was always talking about and increasing products. He touched many lives, no matter how short the interaction was, and for that he will remain in every act of resistance that each and every one of us pushes forward with. In memory of Kevin, continue in his vision and resist, never give up hope, and always keep those who come to pass in mind.

Kevin was a true fighter and a dedicated activist. His strength and determination inspired many other activists, including myself. He played an important role in many campaigns in the Towson area and he will truly be missed. Darkstar was like a brother to me and i will always remember him as a dedicated fighter and freind.
Peace & Anarchy
R.I.P

I remember all those late (and mostly drunken) nights at Kinko's - all the partying and all the punks hanging out, pretty much running a distro out of there - and though Kevin was always as wasted as the rest of us, he nevertheless stayed focused on his goals because he believed in a vision of the future and of this world that many of us could only dream of. I knew him long before those nights, but I know he made a lot of friends there (Dan especially) and he will be missed greatly by everyone. He also takes sole credit (save maybe for Ryan) for helping me wash away the past few years of disillusionment and hopelesness and getting me re-involved in the things that truely matter in life - trying to make a difference no matter how helpless or small you may feel. Kevin helped make that change in me and for that, amongst many other things, he will be missed dearly.

i was at least lucky enough to meet him and work with him, if even for a short while: he was an inspiration in all respects. this breaks my heart.
let's not let his work or his dreams die with him

love & anarchy
sequoia

kevin(darkstar) was a great guy,i didnt know him well, now i wish i had taken the time to really get to know him.i always would see him at shows and i always wanted to talk to him, he was one of the people me and some of my friends use to look at from a distance and wish we knew. we looked up to him.he was doing what we wished we could be doing,making change,letting people know their are thing that need to be fought for.I wanted to go to the viewing at least but i couldnt get their.kevin will be missed alot. RIP darkstar

hey this is kevin hannigan.
i jusdt wrote a fuckload of words, 2 times, and my computer keeps fucking up.
UP THE BMORE PUNX
we took over the streets last night. screaming at the top of our lungs into the night sky. burning with passion. he heard us loud and clear.there were about 50 of us. blocking traffic on your road.
totaly fucking cool.
when we get together like this, shit really can happen. it was the most unity ive ever witnessed in a long fucking time. kevin lives on. his smile, ill never give up. im always gonna think of what he stood up for and wanted, his goals, his band, zines, poetry....and he had a crazy charm about5 him that nobody can touch..he was twenty two. and i cant bealive death took him from us., the animated full of life kevin is gone. but we will ALWAYS be able to talk to him and feel him in our hearts. he is not going to be forgotten..
cheers. i hope everybody who was close to him is doing alright.
peace and respect...
~
In loving memory of Darkstar.

I feel like my ealier comments are not enough for Kevin, but of course they arne't. He deserves more than this world could have ever given him. And every other stupid fucking cliche that I could speak for him, but its true.
And everyone one of those goddamn cliches are true. I am forever grateful for the night I meant him years but not long enough ago. I hate myself for every party where he was that I left I wish I had stayed five minutes longer. He has taught me so much about activism, he was one of the few people that I could go to to as about osmething I was uneducated on and not feel that he would look down on me for not knowing. He is my fucking brother and no one will ever stop me from saying so. I remember looking at him a week ago and saying "Kevin, I wish you really were my brother." And he simply said "I am," discounting blood for anything.

I love him. So many loved him. And up the fucking punks who took the goddamn streets last night. As much as it hurt to be there, it was beautiful.

Caillin,
Melissa

Rest in Revolution Kevin Gosnell

A song I wrote for Kevin.



I remember you, from before I knew myself
I watched and learned from my elders, for rage and love and health
And you were there, like a teacher, trying to steer me down a road
Where I would not be forgotten where not so many go
And I'm proud to say I feel that I have done you right
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

I remember those summer nights spent drinking in the woods
Dumpstered wine and cheap emotions, full of woulds and coulds
And you'd scream and be destructive and laugh at all the pain
And I would stumble blindly trying to smile at the rain
And all along we never knew that some future had you waiting in it's sights
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

Last summer everything was going smooth
At sketchless or the playground, drinking on the roof
And days of revolution, spent in meetings trying to break these rulers backs
And nights of wild parties or dreams of riding double stacks
And I remember when you got arrested for playing with that knife
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

And nights spent drinking 40s never seemed like that would end
Surrounded by depression, but also by good friends
And we sang songs together on a sidewalk or a room
And danced to Irish music as if the end was coming soon
And still we joked of insecurities, with smiles of delight
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

I heard your voice on Friday, that last night on the phone
I was in Oakland, you we're stuck at home
You said, that you loved me and we spoke for a while
And told you that I loved you, and said it with a smile
And that night you swerved left and then harder to the right
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

I remember Saturday, waking up at 6 am
A call from your mother, the death of a friend
And I cried, and wished time backwards, and the world came crashing down
And I cursed, that damn car wreck, and searched for higher ground
And I hope that you were smiling in the end, I know you held on tight
And I'm gonna be crying all my life

Now I'm lost in this place I know so well
Spinning circles in this town where you rose and fell
And where the grace of your presence still brings me to my knees
And the fantasy of infinity it floating in the breeze
But with a head held high I'll count these coins and toss the dice
But I'm gonna be crying all my life

And now the world, has lost one of it's finer men
There are so many others, who it could have been
But in this life, there are victims, and the guilty do prevail
And I will maintain honor, and I will tell your tale
And for you friend and comrade, I will always fight
I'm gonna be crying all my life

I can only say that I am terribly regretting that I found out this news so late, I would've gone to his viewing and funeral, as I know he would've gone to mine, if it were me. There are times when people die and the world goes on and eventually the tears stop. Then there are times like this, when you can feel the absolute void left behind in the space that person used to consume by just living. Christ was the first person I became friends with when I started my freshman year at Dulaney. I just saw him not more than four weeks ago at the liquor store in cockeysville. I often wonder why god takes the good people and leaves the bad. My best guess is that god is trying to give the bad ones a chance to be better, and trying to not give the good ones a chance to be bad. Kevin was above all the nicest guy I have ever met, completely devoted to his cause, he always signed his notes with peace+anarchy+equality=unity, and I believe he spent his all too short life making that a reality for everyone who knew him. He is greatly missed by everyone, and more than most would think, by me. Every time something like this happens, it only proves to me how much I am caught up in the things that don't matter, and I am so ashamed I did not realize earlier on how prescious the lives are of the few friends I still have left. From what I heard of this accident, Kevin had sobered up from a night of partying and believed he was alright to drive. Already I have heard people say, "Im good to drive" and others stop them by saying, "Kevin thought that too." Maybe amongst the many of us who knew him, we could start a code, like the Gosnell code if you will, that when our friends and loved ones say they are good to drive after a night of fun, we can say Gosnell, and they will know what it means, and will wait. At least we can continue to save the lives of eachother through the unfortunate situation that came to be not too long ago. Maybe its stupid, but I dont care, Im not up to losing anymore of the completely decent people who I have left in a world where they barely exist anymore. If anyone would be so kind as to notify me of where Kevin's grave is, I would greatly appreciate it, all my sympathy to his folks and his little bro. Take care of you guys. Love and Empathy, Sarah

Finally good news.

aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhh!!!!

Patty McPyrate shall rise again!!!!
and until then anyone with a political conscience will be possesed by his spirit as though it were a demon from the land of pleasant living

I just want to say...
Years ago Kevin and I collaborated on a zine he published entitle "ishka bala" (forgive me if my spelling is of...I'm sorry I'm so fucking american) anyway...that means fire water in gaelic..what I'm getting at is that for the past few years as some of you reading this may know, I'd given up, believing the world was too big and I was too small, so I may as well become invisible and kill the pain I felt for doing so by...well if you know, you know...I'm not proud..anyway, I think you'll be seeing more of my work soon, and really I have Kevin to thank for that...even after his life was over he still stepped in and changed mine...I just wish I could thank him for that...if anyone wants to start work on a zine, maybe called "KevinCore" or "eeyorecore" perhaps, i don't know somethin' e-mail me at relupnaise-AT-hotmail.com

He sounds like a real loser. Anyone who can be around you scumbags must be a loser. May he rot in hell.

Proud to be a fucking scumbage if it meant I got to know Kevin.

Im a proud fucking scumbage..... Kevin was a blessing and will remain forever apart of my heart....

Kevin was the closest person to me in my whole entire life..he was more then my cousin, he was my best friend, my life, i looked up to him soo much he help me with so much, i was by his side evertime i could, me and him used to talk about completing his dreams to solve most of the things in the world we had problems with and becoming monks afterwords...it was a childhood dream...but it always made us laugh!! i love him with all of my heart and still do he will forever live on inside me and all of us who knew him, i know kevin would want us to carry on and not worry and still help with what he started and i thank all of you who helped him keep his dream alive and are still doing it.. who guys and girls who keep this going is keeping kevin alive to this day!

Thank you and i love you all
Rest In Peace My Dear Cousin
aye will always be DarkStars Princess!!

amber again i wanted to let anyone know if they return to the site...for somethat know and others that don't kevin's birthday is February 17 i want everyone to bring a pyrate flag and a black rose if you wish to place along side of him and over him to let him knew we are still there