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Eternal Return by Magnus Aronson

 

She nodded reluctantly and rubbed her thighs. A feeling of restlessness ran through her

body.

 

- Adam’s pseudo-philosophical theories about everything and anything... Sure, they’re

fun, but she’s in a hurry now. Adam belongs to the past.

 

“Isn’t it fascinating, though? All your memories, they’re just kind of imprinted on your

brain. Because you started to exist only a few seconds ago.”

“Listen, it was really good seeing you, but Anthony’s waiting. I have to go. Let’s meet up

again soon.”

“Anthony doesn’t exist, you know.”

“Sometimes you’re just too much!”

“You think I’m joking. And I am. But I could be right. And what would be the difference

anyway?”

 

The teacup in her hand was white. She looked at it for a couple of seconds.

Adam’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

 

- All those atoms, forever spinning and spinning at an incredible speed. That’s all they do.

Wow – what an unimaginably tedious existence!

“For some reason, we just appeared. We’ve only existed a minute or so. And all our memories and everything we know was created with us. You believe you’re in a hurry to see Anthony — but you’ll never see him! You’ve always been in a hurry, because that’s

your... well, your state of being.”

 

She squirmed slightly, hoping that he would get the hint and stop his nonsensical prattle.

But he kept going.

 

“These few minutes in the café, right before you leave — although you never do — is

actually the only time that has ever existed.”

“And then?”

“And then it just starts again. That’s what Nietzsche meant by eternal return! Come on,

you’re interested in philosophy. We used to talk about these things all the time.”

 

Adam reached out and touched her hand. She drew it back and put it in her lap.

 

“I just miss you. Don’t you ever think about me?”

 

She nodded reluctantly and rubbed her thighs. A feeling of restlessness ran through her

body.

 

- Adam’s pseudo-philosophical theories about everything and anything... Sure, they’re fun, but she’s in a hurry now. Adam belongs to the past. 

 

 

Tag Words: Magnus Aronson, 300-500 words, Intermediate, Short Story, Philosophy, English

 

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