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ALIENS ARE IN THE AFTERLIFE

aliens in the afterlife

The most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my life was a sunrise when I was eighteen years old. It was in Noosa, and it was four in the morning, and the sea looked like crumpled pastel crayons. The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard was a song whose title I’ll never know, whose tune I’ll never remember: all I’d told myself is to remember that this song is beautiful, and that no other song will ever be better.

“And what’s the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen?” Christie asked me.

“I don’t know.”

“I guess, since you’ve decided that the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen was a sunrise, you can pretty much assign anything to be the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen.”

I looked at the date on my phone. “We’ve been with each other for a long time now.”

She smiled, her eyes closed. “Oh, have we?”

“Do you think there’s such a thing as ‘the one’? Or do you think most partners are essentially replaceable?”

“Well if you think about all the people in the world – what are the chances of meeting someone who meets your standards, who’s of the right age, who’s of the right sex, who can put up with you until your age and all that? What, one in seven billion?”

“I want to know you in the afterlife.”

“Know me, or be with me?”

“What are the rules of the afterlife? What will we become? Orbs? Angels?”

“Not angels,” Christie said.

“Why not?”

“Angels were there before we were around.”

“Well can’t there be new ones?” I turned and faced her. “We’ll probably see aliens in heaven.”

We lay in silence a bit.

“You know,” I said. “For a while I was excited to die.”

“Don’t say that.”

“No I mean, in heaven, pain will be over. And if you’re the type who doesn’t believe in heaven, pain will still be over. But won’t pain continue in heaven?”

“The important thing is to keep things simple. Love people. That’s it.” Christie sat up. “Let’s have a simple conversation. Let’s post photos of food on Instagram.”

We went for a drive and found a dessert restaurant Christie had always wanted to eat in. She took photos, and I thought about jerking off.

 

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Show I’m watching: Black Mirror

CONVERSATION WITH THE SKY

speaking with the sky

 

“What’s your worst secret?” Jude asked Graham. “Tell me, don’t be shy.”

“I have none.”

“Tell me your secret!”

Graham slumped to the side, trying to wave Jude away. “I steal! I steal!”

“The hell you mean you steal?”

Graham’s eyes were closed, but by the way he was raising his eyebrows you could tell he was trying to keep them open. He’d been smoking from Jude’s pipe for hours. Everyone was laughing at him.

“I take…” Graham lifted one of his large arms up. “I take one piece of silverware from anyone’s home I go to.”

Jude kicked his leg. “You’ve been to my place like, ten times.”

Graham rolled over again, screaming and laughing into the couch. “I’ve stolen so much from you! I’ve stolen everything from you!”

Jude laughed. And then I laughed. And then everyone laughed.

I walked out of the room when Annabelle, who I’d taken with me, had turned green. I kept screaming, “You’re green, Annabelle!” I stumbled to the front screen door, managed to unlock it, and floated to the driveway. It was about one in the morning and the air was crisp. The streetlights made everything orange and black. I looked up at the stars.

“God?” I asked the stars.

“God?” I asked again.

Annabelle came out, onto the street. “You’re not wearing shoes, Dean.”

“And you are.” I looked at her face and snorted. “Your face, it’s still like a different colour.”

“What?” She pulled out her phone and turned on the selfie camera. “I’m completely fine.” She touched my face, giggling. “You’ve smoked a little too much.”

“I’m in pain,” I smiled. “I want to be happy but there’s something missing.”

“I don’t feel high,” she said.

“You didn’t take enough of anything.”

“Want to go to the markets later, in like five hours?”

I thought about it. “I’m seeing Christie.”

“Next week then?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

She walked back inside, and I continued looking at the sky.

 

 

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