Discourage

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It wasn’t suddenly; It had been happening slowly for some time.

When he woke up, there was always light, then dark, but he found the door, then not even a door, but a window that he could climb over, go to the wall, dig the joints of stones, joints and stones that he knew, he recognized even so strangely without the nexus that I knew existed.

Today he woke up in pitch dark, felt around the four walls, it was five now!

Desperately he banged his head on each one; solid sound, impassable wall.

One more attempt, he slipped, hit a corner, a crack opened, he entered a house that was his, naked, with nothing; no traces, marks of what had been, just the doors and windows.

He opened one, almost went blind with so much light that it lit up the room, blinded his reason, fell on his back, and passed out.

Knowing he was going to wake up, he didn’t open his eyes; he feared the dark again.

He was hungry; then he knew he was alive.

He slowly opened his eyes to tiny slits, and everything lit up with blinding light.

He shielded his eyes with his hands, saw openings and doors, and opened the first one: it was the toilet! The happiness of being able to urinate reminded him of situations from his previous life; also confirmed him to be alive. The sink faucet worked: he drank as much water as his body and mind thirsted for.

No doors or openings took him where there was food.

He opened a door that was an entrance, perhaps an exit.

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It was a large rectangular area, surrounded by stockades on all five sides, drums and shouts in the distance. He was protected from the war, from which he seemed to have deserted. Which side? Which side was me on?

Stunned, he saw the ranch under a thatched roof, and staggered over to it, a large bowl of feijoada, a platter of rice, a round glass of cold beer and a small glass of cachaça were waiting for him.

A ladle of beans with pig’s feet over rice, he swallowed a spoonful, he was stuffed, he couldn’t eat anything else.

Despondent, he took a sip of the cachaça, took a long sip of the beer, which was continually automatically filling, went on, again and again, heard a song, thought he saw a cathedral of five sides at the intersection of the five spokes of the palisade, she came to him.

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Inside, he with no religion or belief other than Doubtism (belief in which all participants doubt everything, including their own certainties) watched a prayer that exalted a God

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From there he exploded, returned to its dimension, home, room,

Discouraged.

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Flavio Musa de Freitas Guimarães

Flavio Musa de Freitas Guimarães

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Already watching the eighty-seventh turn of the Earth in curtsy around its King, I’m an engineer that became a writer, happy, in perfect health, body and mind.