I see you sitting in this place stricken with grief. I see your tears and your restrained pain. I see you. I have not passed away, I have merely moved on – on to the next chapter in my existence. Try not to feel sad for I am in Elysium. I feel no more pain, no more suffering; I worry only for you. There’s no more strife here; no more hate, no more loneliness. We are one.
Cinique 