A letter from the happiest person

My dear fellow humans:

I know that you did not know me, as you know that nobody knows you better than your ex as you are portrayed in that recent restriction order. You know that they know what you know about them, and you won't suppose to share with anybody aside the people you know that they know about how much you know about what they know what to know.

We know that both of us came into this world crying, and we know that at least one person will cry when we check out from this world. We cried alone, they laughed together at first, they cried alone, we laughed...alone at our end too.

They know as we know that we come here to die...some slowly, some fast; still a death row imposed by the Higher Authority. I never asked to be on this planet, to get an organ transplant or cosmetic surgery to make me look immortal. They know that I do not know why.

They know that we know that, no matter how much they or us have accumulated on this lovely planet, we cannot carry anything with us when they either barbecue or burry us.
So, my dear co-human please try not to leave too much junk in your closets, take care of the recyclables, share your goodies before you go so they do not fight over your gold, and be ready to say a happy GOOD BYE to all you know that they know you.

We know that they never know where we are, and they are afraid to follow us. We know that we have peace at last. Oh, I am all alone.
Good bye!

Love to all,
A former Earth Resident