Phil Kaye, in his book ‘Date and Time’, says, “My mother taught me this trick. If you repeat something over and over again, it loses its meaning. For example, I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. See, nothing. Our lives, she said, are the same way you watch the sunset too often, it just becomes 6 PM. You make the same mistake over and over again; you’ll stop calling it a mistake.”

He says  it made the sting of words evaporate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. Separate. See, nothing?

I believe that it also makes the joy of words disappear. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. See, nothing? You repeat something over and over again, soon enough you will stop believing it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. See, nothing?

We play with words all day,. Every time you repeat to yourself over and over again, you lose meaning. The gravity in your words evaporates. Your repetition becomes whispers and gradually crawls back into your throat, forgetting its value.

You crave new beginnings, you say, “Today’s a new day. Today’s a new day. Today’s a new day. Today’s a new day. Today’s a new day. Today’s a new day.” But, then, you go back to bed, just the same. As if your words didn’t exist, there was no gravity. So your throat lets them free in space. You were wasteful with your words and you forgot to pick up all the meaning, you forgot to fill up your pockets with what matters.

“This is to the new beginnings. This is to the new beginnings. This is to the new beginnings.” You repeat over and over again until the trace of your words evaporates and the end arrives, and then you realize you never even had a beginning, how is it the end, already?

What use are beginnings if they have no gravity, if they fly away in space, leaving you sinking, in your blankets, in the ends? Your repetition in your words and the lying of your actions makes the meanings of the stutters of your wills claw at your heart,  trying to escape but all your lost gravity from your words gathers in your heart and your heart? Your heart tightens. Your heart becomes full. Your will to fly evaporates from your heart because now all you have in there is gravity. Your will to fly to the new beginnings, fleeing from the ends, is grasped by your words and they fly into space without a trace of existence. So, unless you balance the gravity of your words and your will to fly, you can keep on saying “This is to the new beginnings. This is to the new beginnings. This is to the new beginnings.” and find yourself back on your bed, as if your words have no gravity at all.

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