Farewell

I hope that my death serves to prove that human existence is nothing more than archives of emotions and fantasies...

Goodbye!

Why say goodbye if I'm just dying?

I see no reason to say goodbye if your departure is not far from mine. However, if - even so - you insist on suffering with my departure, I bring you in this message a relief for your concern. The death that I've been waiting for for some time I had already felt my heart, my soul, my feelings freeze; and, come to think of it, there couldn't be anything worse.

Feeling the feelings drain away and feeling the heart shrinking until it is reduced to a valve that pumps blood without expressing any emotion, not a desire, not even an affection.

Existence is boring, monotonous and absurdly empty. I hope that my death serves to prove that human existence is nothing more than archives of emotions, desires and fantasies; the rest are just lies that our feelings invent so we don't seem so objective.

Cleisianne Leite.

Fomanda in Librarianship.