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 The Edge is that which lights. That which sets the blood pumping. That which sparks the soul.
 
 The Edge is the edge between life and death.

content/post/2018/07/clawmarks-on-my-memories/clawmarks-on-my-memories.markdown

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 One of the reasons I’m so *damn* good at living for the present is that I can’t remember the past.
 
 The instant a moment is gone it blurs, out of focus. Then it fades into the blackness. I can’t remember the mundane — what I had for lunch the other day, what movies I watched last week. Nor can I remember the special — the first kiss, the last heartbreak. It’s all gone.

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+One of the reasons I’m so *damn* good at living for the present is that I can’t remember the past.
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+The instant a moment is gone it blurs, out of focus. Then it fades into the blackness. I can’t remember the mundane — what I had for lunch the other day, what movies I watched last week. Nor can I remember the special — the first kiss, the last heartbreak. It’s all gone.
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+Faded out.
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+I love it, and I *hate* it. I hate it, and I *love* it.
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+It’s true that I can never be satisfied [without adrenaline]({{< ref "/post/2018/07/chasing-the-edge" >}} "Chasing The Edge"). But that isn’t the whole picture. Satisfaction is underpinned by *memory*. I cannot be satisfied in what I have done when I cannot remember it.
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+I am cursed to wander — to always chase more. Adrenaline, and everything else. I cannot learn from a past that is no longer mine. I cannot remember fondly a laugh shared. I cannot relive the pain of a past heartbreak.
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+I cannot remember.
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+No matter how hard I try to hold, the memories always slip away. No matter how fiercely I claw. I have to live for the here and now, because otherwise [I ain’t got shit](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TP5cjnVGJ38).
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+I cannot remember.
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+I love it.
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+*I hate it.*