This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Dennis Collins, 54, born in 1960 and passed away on July 16, 2015. We will remember him forever.
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Cause chaos on ur next journey ma brother
May u fly high and may ur family find comfort
هذا هو نيابة عن كثير من الناس الذين يرغبون في إرسال تعازيهم ل عائلة السيد كولينز " لكنهم يخشون ان الفيسبوك التطبيق اللعين أو التخلي عن خصوصياتهم من خلال تقديم عنوان بريد إلكتروني من أجل القيام بذلك. ومن المحزن أنه في عالم اليوم أن حرية التعبير، حرية التعبير، و الحق في الاحتجاج قد تآكلت حتى في مثل هذه الطريقة. هذا ينم أيضا على احترام للسيد كولينز وعائلته مع العلم أن والدته رفعت الابن الذي كان على استعداد للدفاع عن قناعات . فليرقد بسلام.
Ceci est au nom des nombreuses personnes qui voudraient envoyer leurs condoléances à la famille de M. Collins , mais craindre le redoutable application Facebook ou de donner leur vie privée en soumettant une adresse e-mail afin de le faire . Il est triste que dans le monde d' aujourd'hui que la liberté d'expression , la liberté d'expression , et le droit de manifester ont été tellement érodée dans une telle manière. Cette témoigne aussi à l' égard de M. Collins et sa famille sachant que sa mère a élevé un fils qui était prêt à défendre des convictions . qu'il repose en paix.
Dies ist im Namen der vielen Menschen , die gerne ihr Beileid zu Mr. Collins ' Familie zu senden , aber fürchten die gefürchtete Facebook-App oder verlosen ihre Privatsphäre durch die Vorlage eine E-Mail -Adresse, um dies zu tun. Es ist traurig , dass in der heutigen Welt , die Meinungsfreiheit, Redefreiheit und das Recht zu protestieren Zeit habe ich in einer solchen Weise ausgehöhlt . Dies zeugt auch für die in Bezug auf Mr. Collins ' und seiner Familie zu wissen, dass seine Mutter hob einen Sohn , der bereit ist , sich für Verurteilungen war . möge er in Frieden ruhen.
Hoc velim pro quorum multi ad D. consolantibus Collins donandaeve familiae uitam egerunt sed metuito submittendo metuendaque Facebook app ut an email oratio est. Tristis est quia in mundo huius temporis libertatem significationis libertatis poenas pendentis erosis et ius ita fuisse queri . Ad hoc etiam dicit de Mr. Collins suscitavit filium matris familiam suam voluit sciens stabit persuasionem. Requiescat in pace.
Esto es en nombre de las muchas personas que deseen enviar sus condolencias a la familia del Sr. Collins ', pero temer la aplicación de Facebook temida o regalar su privacidad mediante la presentación de una dirección de correo electrónico con el fin de hacerlo. Es triste que en el mundo de hoy que la libertad de expresión , la libertad de expresión y el derecho a la protesta han sido tan erosionado de tal manera . Esto también nos habla de la relación con el Sr. Collins y su familia sabiendo que su madre crió a un hijo que estaba dispuesto a defender convicciones. Que descanse en paz.
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Anonymous A6 Hackers
Be it in person face to face or through the pulse on a keyboard like a heart beat no matter how each of us knew you know this you will be missed.
Rest in Love, anon. You can't arrest an idea. You are noe free to roam mischievously in all our hearts. WE DO NOT FORGET.
When someone dies that you love even more than yourself, you realise they can never be gone. They are often the one who looked so deep inside you and the further in they went , the more lovely you became to them.
This is a two way transfer process, sitting deep inside of you is the essence of that person.
The essence of a truly uniquely wonderful man.
Love from Wendy.
Anonymous Norway would like to honor his memory by telling you that all over the world we see sorrow in the wake of his passing. His character and strength will never be forgotten. Stay strong, you are not alone.
Thomas from Germany
Your final words to Hig were, "say hello to your beautiful wife for me!" Those words will stay with me forever. We love you Dennis, you will continue to live on in the hearts of the collective. Rest peacefully <3 <3 <3
you did good work when you could. Deepest Sympathy and Condolences to all your family and friends.
Shine On Brother, shine on.
Peace
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anon
Requiescat In Pace.
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i am song and i was young i saw vedio about anonops
and now i am anonops
i am happy with this
and i think i am last anonops
huh
i didnt know you are important for me
i ignore you long time
i am sorry for that
now leave me
you are my short and intense old memory
huh
i am busy about many things




The fight for anonymity
Many people don't understand Anonymous. They don't understand that there are people out there, past and present, who have dedicated a significant part of their life building up an infrastructure and idea so that people can take the name and use the resources to fight for a better world. They don't understand that there are strong connections and friendships that get built through these pseudonymous channels and that many individuals take on real risk when they supported various political causes around the world through the banner of Anonymous. Owen was one such core contributor who fervently believed in the idea and egalitarian ethic behind Anonymous and who also worked on building and maintaining the IRC infrastructure so that others could join in and be part of something larger than themselves, so that they could be part of a collective who fights for the right to be obscure. This right embodies a series of defiant, principled refusals; a refusal to allow the state to track its citizens; a refusal to allow corporations to convert personal communications into profit or manipulate their personal desires; a refusal to capitalize off each other’s labor and, especially risks; a refusal, in essence, to prevent a powerful idea—that we are and can be anonymous—from withering away. Before Owne left his body he has done his part to ensure that a powerful idea will remain here with us for at least a while longer. Thank you Owen.
A dear friend and great mentor
Iowa (I still prefer that nick) was not only a great friend, but for the last five years has been my mentor as well. As always, he was a very honest, upfront and rough, but always caring and always looking out for me. If it were not for him, I would never have come this far. He inspired me, and helped me develop a curiosity for learning, and improving myself. He did not only teach me about IT, but also about basic things in the world, like respect, willingness to learn and teach, and so on. A lot of people who knew him well know what I'm talking about. Dennis and I had a special kind of relationship. We often called each other "dad" and "son". Though I do have a great father IRL as well, I considered Dennis almost as a second dad.
During the time he was on trial, it was very hard for us to keep in touch, which was a very difficult time. I sent him mails, once in a while. Though he was not allowed to reply, he told me he really appreciated them, and that he always kept an eye on me, through facebook, which we shared a long time before ( stalking much :') ).
Regardless of his snappy behavior and his cynical remarks, he was a caring person, who never had to think twice about spending time and effort caring about his mother, his friends, or the network he had maintained for such a long time.
Owen, my dear friend/mentor/semi-dad, thanks for guiding me, looking out for me, and teaching me. Thanks for all the good times we spent together, you being there for me when I was down, trusting me, even though I was a brat... I wouldn't have come this far if it wasn't for you. I will miss our idle chat and your advice. But you will always be guiding me. It was a shame we never got to meet in real life, even though we were already planning to make it happen. Instead, I, and all your friends from IRC, will raise a glass in memory of you. You shall never be forgotten.
The best friend I ever had
I don't even know where to begin when it comes to my friendship with Dennis. We talked so often that it all seems to be a big blur at the moment. I used to jokingly tell people that I was his wife and he would respond "Yeah and the only one I will ever have". We laughed. Our son of course was a furry character named elmo. Dennis and I spent countless hours on the phone and to say I feel so lucky to have known him in such a personal way is an understatement. We talked about so many things; his deep love and concern for his mom, his plans for the future, his court case updates and we talked about me. He told me I'm too emotional, I get my feelings hurt too easily and sometimes he would even snap at me and say "damned women"! lol. When he was upset, he would send me a message to call him and we would talk and find a way through things. When he was worried, we worried together. When he was angry, well then I was angry too. And when he was having medical problems, I lectured and he ignored me. He was the best friend I've ever had. So many times we talked about meeting and just talking face to face. That chance never happened and I regret that so much but I know one thing to be true; Dennis was always so open with me and me with him, that a face to face moment wouldn't have changed anything other than my one wish and that would be to have hugged him and held him. Oh Dennis how you made me laugh. Your online antics kept many of us laughing. Just last week I kissed him in IRC and he responded with "ewww" lol. I can't think of all the times he teased me and picked on me for being an "internet dummy" but little did he know, I was smarter than he thought and I did it just so that we could chat together. Yes, I could not have loved him more if I had been able to give him that hug. He's right where he belongs and where he's always been....in my heart. Somehow, with the help of our mutual friends, I will find a way through this and to a place where I smile and laugh each time I think of my dear friend but for now, I'll sit here and know that he is smiling down on me and saying "Ha! I got you this time"! We both know what that means. My friend is not gone and he is not forgotten because I just won't let that happen. <3 <3 <3