The Death of Will Tsang

William Tsang, an undergraduate at San Francisco State University, an art enthusiast, a former cynic, a student of life and a lover of knowledge mysteriously died from unknown reasons last night on November 20th, 2008. A bit obsessive in nature, and at times overly ambitious, he lived a life full of love for his family and friends. Infused with inner conflict, he often contemplated whether he should prosper in his aspired profession or make an attempt to be a humble servant for humanity. And so he walked the earth searching for meaning, searching for knowledge, and searching for all the answers to his questions about life, by living it. He lived for 24 years, and during his final year, he lived out the personified imagination of an 18th century “adventure-seeking-voyager”. He traveled to many destinations in quest of cultural experiences and offered his support to people who needed his help. His witnessed life in Alaska, Berlin, Brazil, Paris, New Zealand, India, Cambodia, Vietnam, Thailand, Tokyo, and various parts of China.

He revealed an unknown passion for strange exotic women, beer, and food. He learned how to cook, draw, and play the guitar. He attached himself to the idea that life isn’t some sort of battle within oneself nor is it a struggle to solve all the problems [riddles] presented to him by the world. When his moment of clarity arrived he went home, and during his last months he surrounded himself with friends and family. He became more in tune with the melodic sounds of the world, and each conversation he had became a unique and insightful experience in itself. He spoke about his soul mate, his loves and loss’s, the future of the world, and the wonderful experiences he shared with the people in his life. When asked about the lost of her friend, Jusel Selerio described William during the last months of his life as “someone who wasn’t afraid of death or someone who feared the concept of leaving everyone he knew because his mind, for once, was clear. He was finally at peace with himself, with everyone in his life, and with the world. He was happy.” Ultimately, Will’s last year wasn’t lost in search for something invisible to the eye or lost in battle within himself, but it was spent discovering his own identity and realizing how there wasn’t a need to decide between two different professions, but in fact, those two opposing forces could essentially unite and be one. He filled his last year with love, new discoveries, new moments, and lived like a king.