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By Jack Joseph Smith

161 Ynere-is the hereafter? Society is the hereafter§' and that godhead 1 believe ins You believe in society? Z pect: it all the times It's a pain in the asd, but everyone has their own way of worshiping pains! ; Your both jagg offs; said O'Dandy, Pain is in silence, and silence dosen't exists. What if it comes suddenly Dendy, whén you're unprepared, Suddenly Dandy, everything is silent: Then what’ do you dog’ I-shout at it, Ha ha, but what if your dead, yet. still awares Te I am awarey 7-don't have to shairts That's what I mean, Do yout think you are aware Do you think anyone is? Tdon!t knows’ Don! Ietd yourself, they arn't, Anyway I don't believe you can be-dead and aware’ at the same times That's alot of bull shite To be aware, you have to think of your self as being on that level, or whatever you want +o call itj'.Thet alone makes aware ness: bull shits’ Why, I. questioneds Beaause when your dead, you lose your minds If not, what the fuck would be: the sense in dying I love death, said Murphy, It dingers over the cement, like the beedy eyes of a bird, when ite still as stone on the limb of a falling trees

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Riding in O'Dandy's Cadillac through shabby coal towns, Michael watches stars and black hills slide past while O'Dandy presses him about dreams, misery, and whether he prefers rock and roll, jazz, or symphony.

The car ride opens a strange tenderness inside the rough company, because motion and night let Michael say things he could not say standing still. O'Dandy keeps needling him, but the questions about music and dreams are also a way of testing what kind of life Michael thinks he belongs to.

Claude

O'Dandy's theory — if you are aware you have to think of yourself on that level, so awareness itself is bull shit, and when you die you lose your mind — while Murphy loves death as the beady eye of a bird on a falling tree's limb.