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They drop from our mouth so quickly.
We rarely stop to think.
They just flow out of us like a river, a stream of sounds, a flicker in the atmosphere.
And then just as quickly they vanish as if we never said them.
I once read an illustration that impacted me like an asteroid. I was 12 or so then, and I remember it to this day. There was a native warrior who was hurting many people with his words. A wise old brave took him away into the forest with his bow, and told the young warrior to shoot an arrow into a certain tree. The young man did so proudly. The old brave then said to remove the arrow. When that was accomplished, he looked at the young warrior and told him, “now remove the hole.”
The point is that words can be taken back…
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