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Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me

Norah Jones.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

11:45 PM

"If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?"

-William Shakespeare
(The Merchant of Venice)

I guess the one thing extremely imperitive to the survival and cohesion of the human race, is the understanding and acceptance that our actions have consequences. Some more dire and exacerbated than others. Our words can have an antagonistic and pessimistic impact on others. A mere look could lead the breaking of a heart. Even our mere silence could impose on the meagre aspects of a life.

So next time, before saying or doing anything, make sure you always pause, and give yourself a moment to ponder the repercussions of your words. Of your actions. Because, in truth, you never know do you? You never know who's watching, who's listening, who's crying, and who's dying at the other side. And to be honest, there's too damn much at stake to take such chances.

You could say that its a matter of life or death...