Ben Nicole and Michelle. He was born on the 14th of Av 5746 (August 14, 1986) in the city Safed, the brother of Kobi and Yoav, a beautiful, sensitive and most beautiful child, in the positive sense of the word: “From the time you started talking, And especially – the most sensitive child, the most modest, the most vulnerable. “Dan grew up in Safed and visited kindergartens in the city, and when the time came for first grade, the family went to France, where Dan began his elementary studies at a local school, and three years later the family returned to Israel, He completed his junior high school at the Menachem Begin High School for six years, where he moved to Netanya, where Dan moved to high school “Tchernichovsky,” where he completed his studies in the theater track “I remember a child who loves his silence,” describes the character of Dan Bat Chen Iluz, who lives in the neighborhood “I remember that he was his own master; When his mother called him to eat, he was a bit angry if he was busy … I remember him sitting at home, in the room, in front of the computer … “And indeed, the computer was the main scene in Dan’s life, To the other worlds, where, in the endless virtual spaces, things took place under his control, in a way so different from the way in which the complex physical reality, which did not always match the frequencies of his soul. Dan joined the IDF on November 23, 2004, And was assigned to the school for shooting, sniping and fighting terror in a human facility. In the period of his service he continued to cultivate his inner world and to engage in art, for Dan has always been a creator: figures, worlds, dreams … Whether they were made of paper, whether cardboard or computer, Dan’s characters lived in a different world, And white, of good and evil. In his last years, Dan was a member of groups that created computer characters for computer games and was an active partner in designing large, imaginative virtual worlds. The game he focused on was “Freedom Force,” a game in which comic heroes fight the enemies of humanity. In the group “New Power Inc” Dan created about a hundred characters, some based on characters familiar from the world of comics, and some completely new characters, the fruit of his imagination fertile. The character Dan identified with was called a “paradox,” and her design ended only in the last week of his life. Corporal Dan Farhi fell during his service on October 19, 2005, at the age of nineteen. “Every one of you will come to great things,” he wrote in the farewell letter he left, “so do not stop at this point, take it, take it in, and go on, do not let my death be an obstacle on your way to greatness. Show me wrong. Dan was laid to rest in the Netanya military cemetery. Survived by parents and two brothers. “I always hoped that I could come to see you when you had an important ceremony in the army, and I certainly did not dream that I would be able to speak in your honor,” said his brother Kobi. In the last two days we have been exposed to the depth of your personality, when we read your letter, when we saw your amazing work on the computer, and when we discovered some people express love and admiration for who you are. The great people we have never met … Now you have found a rest from the pain that must have been chasing for a very long timeNo one in the depth of this pain, and you kept so many secrets in the stomach. My last memory with you brings me to the last Yom Kippur, when you joined me for the closing prayer in the synagogue near our house. I was proud to have come with me, and when we returned to Mother – after the evening service – we had a lovely atmosphere of silence – of the fast that was completed – and the expectation of breaking the sweet fast that Mother prepared for us every year. I can not describe how much I loved your innocence and beauty, the joy you gave me-everything you did-from the collection of comics Father had left me and I for you-and that you loved so much; From the day I gave you a CD of Lauren Hill and suddenly flooded your room with black music – Soul and Hip-Hop; The dreadlocks you had, the hats and the cool clothes you collected; The respect I had to tell you every time before the army. The day you discovered the theater – we were all excited to see you excited and sinking into this beautiful world. Until the last minute everyone thought that everything was getting better. In the past year we have seen you growing stronger, fighting for your role in the army – even when your health was hurt you wanted to continue serving. You showed us the stubborn Dan who stands up to him and gets him. You did it even now. Thank you for leaving us a letter, because we always wanted to know what you were really going through. Too bad you did not let us read it first. You would be surprised to see how much more this world has and we have to give. But we love you – and we’ll remember you forever – we’ll take you with us everywhere in the heart. “My father, my mother, Yoav and Kobi.” At the end of a month of walking, Nicole read her words: “Dan, my prince, my love, my dear soul, how can we thank you for the tenderness, nobility and sensitivity with which you filled our lives for Nineteen years. How can we ask forgiveness, we who claimed to know how to love, to listen and to help others, that we even made our profession … Who will forgive us for not knowing the words, the deeds to ease your suffering, A month, a year … The roles were reversed. It is you who, with all your might, has taken care of all your strength, to hide from us your suffering, your difficulty in living, to hide from us the battle that you fought at every moment … until the last day. When you go, my love, you demand more humility and caution. How can we still claim the importance of knowledge? What is the power of love? As you go, my love, you command us not to accept anything from the arrogance, vulgarity, and violence of this world, from which you recoil, and which wound you every day anew. The same things that drove you into your own worlds, which made you run away forever. As you walk, you leave behind a void so large that we can only try to refill every day in search of the grace, tenderness and talent that they take from us, and without them we will not know how to live. We will never stop loving you, my prince, my love, my precious soul. “Noah is in peace, guard us and do not leave us forever.” Dan was immortalized in a children’s game that was established in his memory in Netanya, and his brother Yoav set up a website with farewell letters, eulogies and poems in his memory, pictures of childhood and youth and the works he left behind. www.danfarhi.org/ The figures Dan designed can also be seen on the group’s website, http://newpowerinc.com/, in the Archives section, under the Paradox tab: In the summer of 2008, Ofri wrote: “Dan … you were so introverted and with All this is so noticeable … We met a very short time and left behind a large space filled with sadness, incomprehension, and sometimes a bit of anger, to tell the truth … Hope you are good there and that you smile your charming smile and leave with “Oh, miss, Ofri.” Noam wrote: “There are people in the life of a person who are always there, and youGuess they know how much you appreciate them and how much you love them, and when they walk away without warning you’re sorry you did not get to share it with them. That’s what Dan was like. Quiet, noble and kind. Perhaps thoughts do not matter if they are not translated into action. I’m sorry I assumed it was all right even though I knew how hard it is to wake up in the morning in a world that has such violent and frustrating sides. Today I know that this world also has beautiful sides. In the memory of Dan, his brother Kobi wrote and composed the song “The Quiet You Do”: “Dan, everything is already ready / facing an old red curtain / a small bell / sign – and starting / clapping – and the smoke / Dan, all of them on a firing line / facing perforated planks / claim the bullets / order and release / first volley and smoke / dissolve in the world // Dan, now we will finish minyan / in front of the parokhet argaman / kaddish drebanan / and vocal chazan / say Amen – and the smoke / incense Victim / all connected / in front of cold screens / sitting and typing / looking for words … // It’s hard now to sit / the earth hurts / when you’re in a closet and covered / and the silence burns / and the silence loves / Pacific’re doing. “The song appears on the commemorative Dan in” keepsake “.
