CYNOSURE

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 dearest witnesses,

As vou have become observers in whatever it is I have undertaken by constantly reading these letters, I truly hope we hold onto the memories of each other. I hope you mourn, rejoice, grief with and are understanding of me. It is truly an honour to have witnesses to my transformation. I do not take it with levity.
My deep reverence has weighed so heavily on my spirit that I can scarcely discern the nature of my own desires. I will come back to that at a much later time.
The insurmountable feeling of needing to keep women safe, loved, and respected is climacteric.
Happiness shouldn't be a privilege at all, given that it has constantly been sacrificed on altars for eons.
My Northern Star is the consolation of women.
And though happiness is subjective, I want an overwhelming majority to never suppress joy.
The key is never contentment, it is satisfaction.

Just like our passions often dazzle us, the convenience of women never eludes me. I am deeply appreciative of the strength and resilience of women in navigating their lives.


When you find your Polaris, your Dubhe and Merak follow.

Yours surely,

Chile.

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