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Once you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
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Seattle
Washington
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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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Life only makes any sense if we can see time how God does. Past, present, and future all at once.
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Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.
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Deep under our feet the Earth holds its molten breath, while the bones of countless generations watch us and wait.
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It's a strange feeling, being so utterly surrounded by her. Her life scent is on everything. She's on me and under me and next to me. It's as if the entire room is made out of her.
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No praise, no blame. Just so.
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You know things are moving. You're changing, you fellow Dead are changing, the world is ready for something miraculous. What are we waiting for?
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Sometimes it's a struggle to live in the moment.
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In my mind I am eloquent I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.
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We eat and sleep and shuffle through the fog, walking a marathon with no finish line, no medals, no cheering.
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I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.
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It frustrates and fascinates me that we'll never know for sure, that despite the best efforts of historians and scientists and poets, there are some things we'll just never know. What the first song sounded like. How it felt to see the first photograph. Who kissed the first kiss, and if it was any good.
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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.
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Just... ate, M says, frowning at me a little. Two days...ago. I grab my stomach again. Feel empty. Feel... dead. He nods. Marr...iage.
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One mistake, one brief lapse of my new found judgement-that's all it took to unravel everything. What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature.
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Of course, if I eat all of him, if I spare his brain, he'll rise up and follow me back to the airport, and that might make feel better. I'll introduce him to everyone, and maybe we'll stand around and groan for a while. It's hard to say what 'friends' are any more, but that might be close.
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...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
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