Careful Words

Careful Words Often our mouth(s) is(are) two steps ahead of, anything we think. That is if we think at all. Which remains to be seen, or in this case read. Did I offend you? How did that happen? Please don’t tell me, as to hear your voice, makes my insides crawl. You “hate” with every breath. You have written ways, exactly how lying is okay, to those unworthy. You are trained, and death is a gift to the weak. How are we ever going to… communicate? You like things I don’t. You hate all that I stand for. You can not let me alone, as I must be like you and do things your way, even if I am not you. That is how you plan, to get to heaven. Careful, what you wish for. Saying things is not a privilege it is a right. Odd how the same people against “it”, are using “it”. They weld “it” like a knife, a sickle, a sword… cooled and cured then engraved, with an evil brand.