Going, Going, Gone

Have you ever said something and reached out with your hands as if to get it back? I have. Some say that talk is cheap and though it comes free, it leaves with a price ..... a hefty price. Words go silent in an instant, but, good or bad, they can stick around for a lifetime.... and I don't know about you, but there are precious few times that I remember that before I speak. Pretty much everyone has that nagging comment in the back of their mind where someone said something and it just won't go away. Whether they said it out of fun or said it out of spite it reamins there. Do you ever think how many of said nagging comments you could have or have authored? How awful would it be to find out someday that something that you said became a leach to someone. Or worse yet, having a comment that you made something that the devil could use to as a stumbling block? Of course that gets into this "somone" learning to get over the words of man, but to be perfectly honest, I myself don't want anything that I do to be avenue for the devil to get in someone's way. I want it to be the exact opposite, and I'm sure that that is the opinion of most people. Words can do so much; I don't think that we realize the responsibilty that should be required of us when we speak.

Do you ever think about where our words go? Admittedly, I don't know a whole lot about sound waves, so I can tell you right now that there is no validation to the thought that I am about to voice. Perhaps this thought is formulated out of ignorance nonetheless, it still gives cause for thought. What if the words that we spoke never disappeared? What if the sound waves of our words just kept going? What if ,though they became inaudible, they still had existence? I'm not trying to be some pseudo deep philosopher that is throwing out empty ideas in colorful packages for the benefit of my ego. All I'm doing, is simply writing down my thoughts, and of which you may take or leave, or stand indifferent. Honestly I'm not even trying to change your mind. I'm just sharing portions of what's in my head.