Words matter.

I love Supertramp.

It kicked on as I decided to write. What I want to write about is how words matter.

You know your right to say.

This lyric is what catches my ear.

Right: a moral or legal entitlement to have or obtain something or to act in a certain way.

Free speech is a right under the constitution.

It’s the first right.

Every American has the right to say anything.

That means I can say honkey, spade, slope, sand nigger, redskin and you have the right to say what you want.

I can’t believe I wrote that last sentence.

We are all the same and only our egos tell us different. That and we come in colors. I’ve got at least 4 colors in my DNA from birth.

This is me calming myself down from writing that sentence.

I’ve got African, Asian, Cherokee, Persian, Eastern European, Dutch, French, the isles, and stuff in my genetic code.

Most of those slurs apply to me.

Ok, now I’m done.

However, what was your though about the sentence with racial slurs before you read it’s me slurring myself?

Had I put two words in, I’m a, changes things a little bit.

I’m a honkey, spade, and you get it.

Words matter.

Two words all can use, Thank you.

Thank you to me for waking up, meaning I didn’t die in my sleep.

Thank you to everything for everything because it took everything for me to wake up today.

Think about it.

It took everything since time began for each of us to wake up this morning, afternoon, evening, whatever works for you.

Why assume everyone wakes in the morning?

It takes time to remember, however we each have the time to remember we are not alone.

Take a view outside to understand that.

Words matter.

Being precise in how we speak, meaning we feel it. Think about it this way, it’s like saying anything when you don’t to say anything.

You don’t mean it, so why say it?

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.