Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.
Isaac MarionTags: zombies
I am Dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it.
Isaac MarionTags: humor paradox acceptance
What's wrong with people?" she says, almost too quiet for me to hear. "Were they born with parts missing or did it fall out somewhere along the way?
Isaac MarionTags: people wrong missing defects
The shadows of the room pool in the lines of our faces, draining our eyes of hue. "There's nothing left worth saying.
Isaac MarionNow I’m just standing here on the conveyor. Along for the ride. I reach the end, turn around, and go back the other way. The world has been distilled. Being dead is easy. After a few hours of this, I notice a female on the opposite conveyor. She doesn’t lurch or groan like most of us. Her head just lolls from side to side. I like that about her. That she doesn’t lurch or groan. I catch her eye and stare at her.
Isaac MarionOnce you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.
Isaac MarionBut I'm not afraid of the skeletons in Julie's closet. I look forward to meeting the rest of them, looking them hard in the eye, giving them firm, bone-crunching handshakes.
Isaac Marion...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.
Isaac MarionTags: self-determination just-do-it
We're fumbling in the dark, but at least we're in motion.
Isaac MarionThere's no benchmark for how life's "supposed" to happen. There is no ideal world for you to wait around for. The world is always just what it is now, it's up to you how you respond to it.
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