Friday, December 21, 2007

Remembering Kyle

Leave your thoughts and memories in the comments here.

27 comments:

Eric said...

Kyle's signatures on his emails have always fascinated and entertained me. For awhile now, it has been: "The little word "is" has its tragedies; it marries and identifies different things with the greatest innocence; and yet no two are ever identical." From the Spanish Writer/Philosopher George Santayana. Beautiful.

The earliest email I can find from Kyle came to me more than three years ago, on August 20th, 2004. It simply reads "Da fressen mich die turen." It's from James Joyce's "Finnegans Wake" and was spoken by a mental patient who would not pass through doors, saying, "The doors will eat me."

What follows is every signature I ever received from Kyle since, dated, from recent to past, and it's a delightful, wry, ironic, and often profound glimpse into what interested him. I resisted the urge to translate the foreign languages for two reasons: because finding out what they mean for yourself is easy and fun, and because many of them had multiple meanings, and I don't presume to know all the layers of reference and meaning he intended.

8.17.07: "A one sentence definition of Mythology? "Mythology" is what we call someone else's religion" -Joseph Campbell

6.13.07: "A text is a multidimensional space in which a variety of writings, none of them original, blend and crash. The text is a tissue of quotations and the writer can only imitate a gesture that is always anterior, never original. His only power is to mix writings, to counter the ones with the others, in such a way as to never rest on any one of them." -Barthes

5.14.07: "I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret as if it had an underlying truth." -Umberto Eco

2.12.07: "Science must serve; it errs when it usurps the throne. It obscures our insight only when it claims that the understanding it conveys is the only kind there is." - Edward Edinger, Ego and Archetype

2.6.07: "You can know the name of a bird in all the languages of the world, but when you're finished, you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird... So let's look at the bird and see what it's doing - that's what counts. I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something." -Richard Feynman

12.19.06: "Seek simplicity but distrust it." -A.N. Whitehead

11.3.06: "It is no accident that the rise of so many democracies took place in a time when the world's most influential nation was itself a democracy." -George W. Bush, 2003

11.2.06: "Out of all of the sects in the world, we notice an uncanny coincidence: the overwhelming majority just happen to choose the one that their parents belong to. Not the sect that has the best evidence in its favour, the best miracles, the best moral code, the best cathedral, the best stained glass, the best music: when it comes to choosing from the smorgasbord of available religions, their potential virtues seem to count for nothing, compared to the matter of heredity. This is an unmistakable fact; nobody could seriously deny it. Yet people with full knowledge of the arbitrary nature of this heredity, somehow manage to go on believing in their religion, often with such fanaticism that they are prepared to murder people who follow a different one." -Richard Dawkins

10.18.06: Solve et Coagula

9.5.06: "Verwirrung, Zweitracht, Unordnung, Beamtenherrschaft, Grummet" -Weishaupt

9.5.06: "Humor is the only test of gravity, and gravity of humor; for a subject which will not bear raillery is suspicious, and a jest which will not bear serious examination is false wit" -Aristotle

5.1.06: "Belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence." -Robert Anton Wilson

3.2.06: "There are periods of history when the visions of madmen and dope fiends are a better guide to reality than the common-sense interpretation of data available to the so-called normal mind. This is one such period, if you haven't noticed already." -Robert Anton Wilson

1.30.06: "Credo quia absurdum" -Tertullian

1.30.06: "The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." -H.P. Lovecraft

1.25.06: "I'm tired of people calling me a devil worshipper. It's kind of pointless you know. Because if the Devil did exist, he'd be worshipping me, because I'm more successful than he is." -- Marilyn Manson

5.16.05: "A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs." -Joyce, Finnegans Wake

5.16.05: "Waiting here, away from the terrifying weaponry, out of the halls of vapor and light, beyond holland and into the hills, I have come to wound the autumnal city." -Delaney, Dhalgren

2.10.05: "A way a lone a last a loved a long the" -Joyce, Finnegans Wake

1.4.05: "Car le ponce et l'etre sont une meme chose." -Parmenidies

12.15.04: "Fay ce que vouldra" -Gargantua; Rabelais (1494-1553)

8.20.04: Da fressen mich die turen.


I am very sad that I have lost one of the few philosophers I have in my life.

Eric

Harley said...

I've been convinced somewhere in my heart that there has been a terrible mistake and some other group of bereft people will be blindsided with all this sadness and pain and we'll have him back. Some part of me has known that this is all just a big misunderstanding; that Kyle will be amused and touched to learn that we have been mourning some other person in his stead when he comes back from the vacation we forgot he scheduled.

But last night I saw Kyle in my dreams - he stayed with me all night, and there was none of that distortion that you usually get when you dream someone. My dreams reminded me of the everyday reality of him, the things I'll miss the most.

He had this uncanny ability to turn off the electrical signals his skin sent out so that other people never got that sense of proximity that warned them someone was near. And he could look at people indefinitely without them feeling watched, his regard was so patient and lacking in judgment. Those huge steel tipped boots he wore could be completely silent. I can't say how many times I heard someone start or gasp because they realized Kyle was standing there waiting for their attention. I can't even say how many times it happened to me. I'd ask him how long he'd been there and he's say "A while" with a little twinkle in his eye and a knowing smirk. But by Kyle's own reckoning, the person he did it to most often and for the longest was Steve McManus. He said that pretty often he could slip into Steve's cube and sit down behind him to read a magazine for half an hour or so before Steve noticed him.

He played that Beatmania every day at lunch for years. I used to try to guess which song was playing by listening to the rhythm of him pressing the keys on the keyboard. I was always much too intimidated to try the game, but others weren't and they were universally amazed at how well he played. When I search for Beatmania on youtube to get some larger context, it turns out that not many people play the way he did - one had on the keys, one hand poised over the turntable. Most of the people on Youtube play two handed on the keys, except a very famous guy called Lisu. I'd not be surprised if Kyle knew who that was, and less surprised to find out the Kyle was a world class Beatmania player.

His memory for the humanities was as phenomenal as his ability to sort through large amounts of data quickly. You could ask him the name of the offspring of such-and-such a mythical God / Goddess pairing, and he'd tell you the name in the original language and then give you the names of other gods who's myths were similar enough to be thought possibly the same story. Then he's turn around and tell someone else all the places in the game that a slope less than 1 meter wide could be found. One of the things I always found amusing was that if he was not entirely sure of his answer, or was answering with an opinion, he'd always caveat it. Invariably, his unsure answers were right, and his opinions were based on facts and logic.

In recent months I'd been asking him to make more subjective judgments in preparation for his next leadership role - tell me if this is good or not, tell me if this is enough or not, tell me if this is the epic moment we want right here - you decide. He was so uncomfortable with that, and it was funny to watch him squirm, because while he didn't want to impose his opinions on anyone, he also knew that his intuition about these things was better than most people's analysis. Still, he resisted so well - it was fascinating to watch him corner me into a logically inescapable conclusion that we should do something else just because he felt uncomfortable judging things that other people produced.

I'm not sure I ever saw Kyle throw his head back and laugh, but he could light up a room with the twinkle in his eye. I always got the sense that we were all quite transparent to him with our machinations and motivations. Rather than lose respect for us, though, he seemed to use that insight to care more for us, as if our weakness spurred some kind of tenderness in him. Invariably, if you found yourself saying something stupid in a group, he'd catch your eye and give you a little smile and you'd feel forgiven for your own embarrassing gaffe.

The only thing I remember clearly from last night's dream is sitting on the bank of a lake with Kyle. He was patiently trying to show me how to skip a rock - and those who know me know what a lost cause that would be. But he didn't give up, as long as I kept trying. Like always, he was willing to give as much time to my desire to learn something he knew as long as I was willing to try. All of his friends and coworkers will remember the same thing about him - his talents and skills were never hoarded.

I woke up this morning knowing that Kyle is gone. It came to me that he's ok, Kyle is just fine wherever he is or isn't right now. The bad part for the rest of us is that now's when we really start missing him.

I had the excellent fortune to have Kyle be my right hand man for most of three years. I deeply respected and admired him both personally and professionally and I can't imagine what it will be like without him.

Anyway, Kyle, thanks for the visit. I'm glad to have known you and I hope you stop by again soon, because I'll be missing you something fierce for a long long time and I could use all the help I can get with that.

milesablackwolf said...

I meet Kyle when were still young, he changed my life and taught me how to care about people, He was part of my life and always will be. The life he lived always mad me envious and proud of him. Id log given up the idea of heros in life, but now i look back and he is mine. He changed so much of the world and brought a level os intelect and happiness many of us never knew. And part of me still cant accept it. I keep expecting it to be some cruel joke or a year early turning 30 party, I wake up each day expecting a call or my phone to ring, that his name will be flashing at my computer with a message. I lost contact with Kyle a long time ago and it plauged me each day, to loose someone so close after just getting to say hello again. My thoughts of Kyle never have stopped in all the years ive known him, and now i find myself having to carry on and pass on all he gave me to others. Hes not really gone to me, i find myself talking to people as if hes still there, just gone away on a trip that someday i hope to take and catch up with him. Until then all i can do is to go on and rember everyhting he gave and looks ate everyone hes ever touched and force myself to smile cause they to were given something that kyle gave to them. Happness, a smile, a thought, love and hope.
Probably the most memberable thing about kyle was how he tried to be so enigmatic, never givig any simple answers and somethies saying nothign at all, just give you that little smile and sometimes look away like he knew the answer but wasnt going to tell you. Ill always cherish the last time i saw him and im thankfull i got at least that little time to say the words i had thought about for years when i culdnt see him or talk to him. Adn those times should be cherished by all, the times we all had that we can hold dear.
Ill miss you Kyle, i hope to see you again someday. I only wish i could be there to see you on your way and say ill see you again someday. Miles

milesablackwolf said...

My earliest mememories of Kyle were when i meet him. We were both 17 in Texas. I had bene looking for a freind and instead foundsomeone that became my whole world. He taught me a lot about myself and life and how to care for people. The times we were together then Would and have forged my path in life. When we lost contact it totally destroyed me and not a day went by i didnt think of him and what he ment to me. His life was something i was envious of and yet so proud to know he still cared for me and he was happy. That all i ever wanted for Kyle. Even now i cant bring myself to belive hes gone and part of me never will. I still talk aobut him as if hes here, but just on a long trip. And i wish with all my heart i could make that true. Id long given up on hero but now i relize he was mine. For making me happy and smile, and for making me form what little i was when he found me. He lived a life I can only ever hope to achive. To bring so much joy to everyone, comfort and healing and thoughts well never forget. In many repscts hes never left, and each time i see someone he knew ill be foreced to foce a smile, knowing that they to were touched by Kyles life. That we can all keep him alive and what he did for us we can do for others cause he taught us how.
His charm and enigmatic ways. The way hed never answere anything directly, but smile that little smile sometimes looking away as if he knew the answer but wanted you to beg for it. Those are the things if asked i could say were the most noticable about Kyle, always in a book, always in thought. But the same time always there with you even though he didnt seem to be. Nothing has really changed. Hes still there. I know i for one. the world he ws to me isnt gone. Its still alive and will always be there. He always said that if something was ment to be then it will be ad if so then youll know.
Harly said something that i think everyday. Each day i wake up are the worse moments of my life now, expecting a call or message form Kyle ...that will never come. In my dreams i wait for him but i dont know if he hears me. In the day i rember everything and think of him like i have since the days we first meet. And i know that i must go on, to rember him and passone whathe gave me to others less a great thing be lost. I waiti for his return form his trip. and somday when my time has come...i hope to join him on his.
I lost him once, and ow i lost him again after only getting to say hello again. I can only but be thankfull now that i was gifed enough to see him again and say the words i had wanted to say for so long. The simplest thing as holding someones hand and getting to say the words you spoke to the empty air for so long. So few of us get the chance to do that. Im sorry if i ramble.
Keep him close. And all of you be safe. He loved you all, freinds and family and more. hes gone just ona trip, one we will all have a chance to go on someday. We just have to wait a little longer. I only but wish i was there to see him off on his trip.
And to all that read this im sorry if i bouched around. My words have failed me and thoughts seem to come in scrqbled chaos. But know if your reading this cause of what kyle ment to you. KNOW that i love you, cause you were part of his life and i want you all to be able to go on living. ill always be there for anyone. Its only right that were are there for eachother int he darkest times. Kyle was there for me, and still is.
Miles

milesblackwolf said...

My earliest mememories of Kyle were when i meet him. We were both 17 in Texas. I had bene looking for a freind and instead foundsomeone that became my whole world. He taught me a lot about myself and life and how to care for people. The times we were together then Would and have forged my path in life. When we lost contact it totally destroyed me and not a day went by i didnt think of him and what he ment to me. His life was something i was envious of and yet so proud to know he still cared for me and he was happy. That all i ever wanted for Kyle. Even now i cant bring myself to belive hes gone and part of me never will. I still talk aobut him as if hes here, but just on a long trip. And i wish with all my heart i could make that true. Id long given up on hero but now i relize he was mine. For making me happy and smile, and for making me form what little i was when he found me. He lived a life I can only ever hope to achive. To bring so much joy to everyone, comfort and healing and thoughts well never forget. In many repscts hes never left, and each time i see someone he knew ill be foreced to foce a smile, knowing that they to were touched by Kyles life. That we can all keep him alive and what he did for us we can do for others cause he taught us how.
His charm and enigmatic ways. The way hed never answere anything directly, but smile that little smile sometimes looking away as if he knew the answer but wanted you to beg for it. Those are the things if asked i could say were the most noticable about Kyle, always in a book, always in thought. But the same time always there with you even though he didnt seem to be. Nothing has really changed. Hes still there. I know i for one. the world he ws to me isnt gone. Its still alive and will always be there. He always said that if something was ment to be then it will be ad if so then youll know.
Harly said something that i think everyday. Each day i wake up are the worse moments of my life now, expecting a call or message form Kyle ...that will never come. In my dreams i wait for him but i dont know if he hears me. In the day i rember everything and think of him like i have since the days we first meet. And i know that i must go on, to rember him and passone whathe gave me to others less a great thing be lost. I waiti for his return form his trip. and somday when my time has come...i hope to join him on his.
I lost him once, and ow i lost him again after only getting to say hello again. I can only but be thankfull now that i was gifed enough to see him again and say the words i had wanted to say for so long. The simplest thing as holding someones hand and getting to say the words you spoke to the empty air for so long. So few of us get the chance to do that. Im sorry if i ramble.
Keep him close. And all of you be safe. He loved you all, freinds and family and more. hes gone just ona trip, one we will all have a chance to go on someday. We just have to wait a little longer. I only but wish i was there to see him off on his trip.
And to all that read this im sorry if i bouched around. My words have failed me and thoughts seem to come in scrqbled chaos. But know if your reading this cause of what kyle ment to you. KNOW that i love you, cause you were part of his life and i want you all to be able to go on living. ill always be there for anyone. Its only right that were are there for eachother int he darkest times. Kyle was there for me, and still is.
Miles

Anonymous said...

I never had the fortune of meeting Kyle in-person, but we shared a certain interest, and I had spoken to him online a few times....he requested me on my Yahoo IM a little over a week ago, and he had e-mailed me a nice compliment...I was sad to hear he is gone. My thoughts of sympathy to his close friends and his family.

Kat the Leopardess said...

Kyle,

Stego and I never talked to you so much outside of emails but learned a bit about you through our conversations with Brian.

I would say that Im sorry but Im not sure what happened that caused you to leave this earth so soon. I really enjoyed that you were had started to be open with me on just a few things, and I have always thought that small things like that hold significance.

2007 has left me reeling and this death (amongst other losses that I have seen all around me) are no exception. May Stego and I see you later in a life where things arent so complicated and that maybe a frown is an exception (rather than the rule) to our daily expression.

-Kat

Rubberfirefighter said...

Kyle I know somewhere up there you are looking down at us and smiling, Smiling at the friends and family that thought a lot and cared for you. Someday we all meet again.

Anonymous said...

I knew Kyle as a child and a teenager, as I am privileged to be a life friend of his Dad's. I was not around him as he blossomed into adulthood, but through what Don would share ongoingly and the recent addition of your anecdotal stories, I can see that he bloomed with rich congruency, from that beginning of burgeoning brilliance that already shone in his youth.
His sweetness was innate, his stealth silence perhaps partially learned behavior from observing cats, focus-incredible, intensity - some people carry this outwardly as tension and some as a resounding depth that calls for exploration - Kyle, of course, was in the latter category. So much of his 'who' did not show on the surface, but like an aquifer, the beauty and clarity of his being would spring forth from some deep underground source.

I once asked him to explain to me the pc game he was playing, (he was maybe 12). Without pausing any action and with a minimum of words, he did a show and tell that allowed me to really get what was going on. With the grace of his explanation, I could follow the logic and direction with ease. I was pleased when later he chose game design as a venue for his self expression, as it utilized his unique talents, especially the way it married artistry and complexity.

It is truly his complexity that might seem incomprehensible, because it is not easily shared. Especially for one such as Kyle, who was aware and ventured into the depths of self, whether through his daily discoveries in music, his uncanny ability to absorb knowledge or the edgy vitality of speedy machines (fast cars and motorcycles).

"da fressen mich die turen" - Kyle finally walked through a door that ate him; not with impunity, but with purpose and I believe the results are only tragic for us, but not for him. That he got to find what he was seeking. I see Kyle as an explorer of other worlds, the way others might be of a new city or museum or wilderness, it was his calling....to be an Indian Jones of the imagination, of the soul. He had a telescoping perception that allowed him to see precisely and deeply through layers of pathways and into the myriad worlds that thrived in his imagination, in ways that were beyond most of our abilities to perceive until he made them apparent.

One of the most tender moment that I have known in the past few weeks, is being with Don when he learned of Kyle's passing. He said two things that set the tone for my own contemplation. His first concern was for Kyle's soul, that he pass with ease from one state to another and secondly, that now he would need to love more, to make up for all the love that will be missing because Kyle is gone.

I am sad that he is gone, my heart weeps daily still. Yet, there is something I can do to make a legacy for Kyle and that is to Live. To live more fiercely and with greater resolve. To not hold back from self expression, to not be shy in the freedom I have to be uniquely myself. In this way, I carry a bit of Kyle's brilliance, his intensity, his humor and love.

Jennifer

Marc said...

Kyle is proof that still waters DO run deep. I found him to be one of the most fascinating and unique individuals I've ever encountered. His mind was truly amazing. As Harley and Eric have so eloquently described, one’s sense of Kyle’s presence was sort ephemeral, but he would suddenly light up a room with a deftly aimed off the cuff remark, no doubt about it and I know exactly what Harley means when she describes that sparkle in his eye.

His sense of humor and knack for identifying irony was especially acute. His observations and commentary where sniper-like, he would target things you weren’t aware of and they’d either fall into your hands or smack you in the head if you weren’t ready for them.

I enjoyed visiting with him and the other designers in "the pit" stirring up sardonic comments and throwing about playful jabs here and there. I'll always smile thinking about how much fun it was talking with him and will continue to be amazed at what an incredible mind he had.

-Marc Wilhelm

Nathan Frost said...

A few months after I joined Crystal Dynamics, I had a chance lunch with Kyle. I was immediately struck by his intellectual presence, and left that conversation thinking "I work for a game studio with designers like *this*? Fantastic."

Kyle was one of those rare individuals who married wide-ranging, often academic knowledge with a deep mastery of hands-on game design; he was able to meet just about anyone stroke-for-stroke on a dizzying array of topics, and still come across as a genuinely kindhearted person – never elitist.

His passing reminded me of what extraordinary value people like this are to me. I'm trying to be grateful for the conversations we did have together, but I'm deeply saddened by all the conversations we didn't, and that I can now only hear about the many layers of his personality I’d seen only hints of.

Kyle was a true original, and I miss him.

Nathan

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But since all things have been named light and night

and the things which accord with their powers have been assigned to these things and those,

all is full of light and obscure night together,

of both equally, since neither has no share.


... For the same thing is for thinking and for being.


(written by Parmenides of Elea, 470 BC)

Anonymous said...

Hello it's very sad to hear that.
But you wrote on the front page that he died on the 28 december 2009. fix it. and contiue with Lara your are great

Anonymous said...

I didn't know Kyle, and I do not know if this is appropriate but I wanted to drop by to say that I really think it's sad when someone dies that young. He was really talented, and I loved the work he did on the Tomb Raider series. My condolences to his friends and family.

Joel Durham Jr said...

I'm so sorry to read about Kyle's passing. I never had direct contact with him, but I've been a game/tech industry journalist for 11 years and have played games he worked on. He was way too young to go, and I wish to extend my heartfelt condolances to his friends and family.

ti$ said...

i know he's somewhere above smiling :)

Anonymous said...

Only the good die young.
Rest in peace, Kyle.

Mike said...

really hard to find the right words...
I haven`t ever become aquainted to Kyle as a person; but I`m still affected by the tragedy happened. and just want to express my deep sympathy to all the people he left in mourning! I`m with you!

Dogfight said...

Thank you for everything, Kyle.

You did excellent work for us all. You will be missed.

I hope wherever you are, you are still doing what you love.

We will remember you always.

docninja said...

never worked for the gaming industry but the Legacy of Kain series holds a special place in my heart and I couldnt have been happier with the Rout defiance took. May your soul find what it couldnt here on earth Kyle, and I thnk you for the gifts you have given the whole world with your special talent.
HM3 Barber
United States Navy Hospital Corpsman.

Anonymous said...

For Kyle's family - God bless you all. Life sometimes seems so strange... some of us live to be over one hundred years old, and then there are those of us who have been destined to leave this world at an age that just seems so unfiar. I never knew Kyle - but I feel that we would have enjoyed each others company. I compose this message with trepidation; so many messages posted here reflect a personal knowledge of his life. I never knew Kyle personally, but I wish I had had the opportunity. I am certain that anyone who has been lucky enough to know Kyle during his time here was blessed. Maybe I don't deserve to post a message on this page... but I feel charged to at least send a message of deep sorrow and a strong embrace to the family. Whatever your beliefs, thank you for bringing this strong and true person into this confusing world. Cheers to you, Kyle - if you decide to see us again, I'll buy you a pint!

Anonymous said...

I have never had this luck of meeting Kyle in person but the fact I could have experienced the perfection of his work is the best example of his huge power and capacity to make people happy throughout his love for games.His loss brings a great sadness upon all of us,keen gamers,who in Kyle's work could finally find themselves as better people.I'm a great admirer of Kyle's talent as well as a huge fan of "Tomb Raider" series that is why it is so hard for me to accept the fact Kyle will not be involved in any of those projects anymore.His premature death seems a bitter irony especially because of the fact Kyle was so young.The thought of his leaving is sorrowful and unbearable but it is important to remember that his life was a sheer reflection of his work.And his soul and passion for games is still present in the results of his productions.

Kyle,you're in my heart and in my prayers
- Marta - (Poland)

Anonymous said...

I was reading about Legacy of Kain in Wikipedia hoping that a new installment of the series will be made when I came across the part about Kyle dying and how it's a major blow in the future of the series. I never knew him personally and to be honest I didn't play Tomb Raider that much (but I am a fan of Lara Croft per se) but I am a fanatic LoK player and learning that this talented young man was part of it and how early he was taken away from us really brings sorrow to my heart. My sincere condolences to his family and friends, requiescat in pacem. Well done.

Rick said...

I met Kyle in 1999, he was a very talented, bright and giving individual. While the stars may rejoice as another spirit joins them, we weep for the loss of a friend, brother & colleague on this mortal plane of existence. RIP Kyle, until we meet again.

PsycKorious said...

I would just like to point out that no one on here has yet to post any kind of Information about kyle such as birth dates and like factual information. When people ask me about him it only makes me feel like I really didn't know him that much because I can't even answer a simple question like how old he was. Where he grew up in Texas... or what other game design companies did he work for. What games did he work on? Can some one please work on providing that information... it would be sad to have to hire a private investigator.

PsycKorious said...

Oh and could some one please start a photobucket for Kyle to provide us all with the best pictures of him and his memories? Please?

- Syke
the solitary griever

Anonymous said...

I worked with Kyle for only a while, but he was the first friend I made at a new job, and was always willing to listen, willing to play. I enjoyed knowing him, and I'm very sad to learn that he has passed.