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I'm not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I'm just a corpse who wants not to be.

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
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I can no longer believe in any voodoo spell or laboratory virus. This is something deeper, darker. This comes from the cosmos, from the stars, or the unknown blackness behind them. The shadows in God's boarded-up basement.
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Stop. Breathe those useless breaths. Drop this piece of life you’re holding to your lips. Where are you? How long have you been here? Stop now. You have to stop. Squeeze shut your stinging eyes, and take another bite.
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I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.
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I can feel it... the chance to start over, to live right, to love right, to burn up in a fiery cloud and never again be buried in the mud.
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I feel an unfamiliar but pleasant sensation in my lips, tugging them upward. This is... new.
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What happened? How did I get here? How could I have known that my choices mattered?
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Maybe this is why I sleep only a few hours a month. I don't want to die again. This has become clearer and clearer to me recently, a desire so sharp and focused I can hardly believe it's mine: I don't want to die. I don't want to disappear. I want to stay.
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Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.
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I sigh inside, so exhausted by these ugly questions, but when did a monster ever deserve its privacy?
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Once again the absurdity of my inner thoughts overwhelms me, and I want to crawl out of my skin, escape my ugly, awkward flesh and be a skeleton, naked and anonymous.
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You can order yourself to treasure a moment, to cling tight to a feeling and never let it fade, but it's your brain, that three-pound lump of hamburger, that makes the final call.
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Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.
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...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
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You might say that death has relaxed me.
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It's hard to take your life so seriously when you can see it all at once.
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That's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory— hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can built off our pasts and make future.
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