Words

8.10.08
10:36pm

I will write too many words until the earth were covered by it. Good words. Fair words. And if I need more space I will jump off to outer space to stars and the milky way. You will see the good words in the sky at night painted with colors you like. And you will stargaze and look for my constellation every night. If my goods words are infinite I will detour and overwrite what I had written. But I want you to remember the good words before I overwrite and jump over again. Over and over I want you to remember the good words. And over and over I will jump, and at last into the heavens. I will not come back and I hope you to remember for me. The good words are heavily written, though hard to erase, but easy to be overwritten, overwritten by words of others. Others who may have different description of goodness. Exaggerated or opinionated. But do not weep when the good words were not visible anymore, for they joined the earth where you were standing. Hold on it and you will neither drown nor suspend. And when good words are over and nowhere to be found, do not worry, for now you are the good words, the fair words, and you carry them with my love.

-rav