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There Aren’t Even Any Endings

We just find new ways to grow.

It’s difficult to walk through a rainforest and fear death.

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Scrambling through saplings growing out of nurse logs fallen across rotting stumps rich with moss, ferns, and fungus.

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Everything underfoot and overhead a verdant, fecund mess — churning, fractal growth with wonder at every scale.

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Each tree an ecosystem unto itself. Each tree a node in a vast, evolving network. An eagle’s scream. Black piles of berry-ridden bear shit. Rivers thick with salmon. This sign.

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Dappled light on infinite green calls to mind a line from Neil Gaiman’s American Gods: “Not only are there no happy endings, there aren’t even any endings.”

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A rainforest renders self-evident life’s destiny to become other life.

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Novelist: Veil, Breach, Borderless, Bandwidth, Neon Fever Dream, Cumulus, Exit Strategy, Power Play, and Version 1.0.

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