MY DEATH, MY WEAPON ADDRESS I choose to die because ideas are more important than people, ideals more bigger than love, ideas are love. I choose Jewish martyrdom as a sole remaining counterstrike agains an social organism corrupted to the core. If I die, I die. But society will have to wash my blood off their hands. Will have to conceptualize its murder exerted on my spirit since my first day of existence, and the horror of reducing my agony to silence and social indiference. My death is a symbol of the death of Romania and liberty. A death of twenty million people toward which I am not indifferent. So if I will have today, one day, any day tyo give my Father and Dead Mother a sense of never had dignity, I will die. And anyone trying to stop me I will call the criminal, the criminal of my death, the one guilty of silence and of indifference and of bone sucking, my bloodied bones. I want to die. And now I have a cause. So anytime I have something to give to this people and the world and I feel that my liberty and of this people and the world are killed by the ones in power, I will die. And that’s that. I… am… a… hero… This is the way I was brought up and one day I will die, without feeling sorry for me. But Romania will be changed for the better, whether I will be alive or dead, and that will be enough of me. So, Mr Dragnea, PSD, Royal House of Romania, I am not afraid of you. I am the alive Romanian Statue of Liberty and will be one day.
Păclișa, Hunedoara 9 iulie 2016
Felix Rian, 34 ani, orfan, bolnav, scriitor.