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> Good-bye everyone and thank you for everything.
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> Everything.
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> Chris

That is, indeed, quite an enigmatic and mysterious missive. Yet as Nyperold says, it does prompt cause for concern from us; it has too much a flavour of "good-bye cruel world" for comfort. Perhaps you know this, and don't care. Perhaps I am reading too much into this, and the more fool I, that I should care. But I *do* care about you. Though there may be vast distances of black wilderness between me and Girdwood; though my cry comes to you in but faint words, flying through the wings of cyberspace. Chris. Know that we care for you. Know that, yes, we love you... Where there is breath, there is hope, and you yourself have said that in the cloud above you, one may find a silver lining. I am not being trite. It's okay to feel lonely and sick and miserable, as Iss once said, as that's what we beings excel at. But do not, I pray, measure your life and your accomplishments with a truncated yardstick. Do not be complete judge, jury, and executioner over your own self-worth. The warp and weft of Life is unfair, yes. But even on the gloomiest, darkest, cloudiest day, there is still enough light to thread one's path. Look forward to that silver lining. Let us help you find it.