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She is Living and I'm Dead, but I'd like to believe we're both human. Call me an idealist.

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
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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 sigh inside, so exhausted by these ugly questions, but when did a monster ever deserve its privacy?
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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 think we crushed ourselves down over the centuries. Buried ourselves under greed and hate and whatever other sins we could find until our souls finally hit the rock bottom of the universe. And then they scraped a hole through it, into some ... darker place.
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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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My favorite songs change every year.
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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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Sometimes it's a struggle to live in the moment.
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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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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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Deep under our feet the Earth holds its molten breath, while the bones of countless generations watch us and wait.
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I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.
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I feel an unfamiliar but pleasant sensation in my lips, tugging them upward. This is... new.
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I'm watching her talk. Watching her jaw move and collecting her words one by one as they spill from her lips. I don't deserve them. Her warm memories. I'd like to paint them over the bare plaster walls of my soul, but everything I paint seems to peel.
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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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Here it comes. My inevitable death, ignoring me all those years when I wished for it daily, arriving only after I've decided I want to live forever.
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...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.
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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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...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
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