I wrote this on a whim while reading a book on heaven, around April 19th I believe. It is unedited, and I'm leaving it that way. I could improve or polish it up, but I realized that would defeat the point. This is supposed to be a message written in haste. The author would not have time to edit it beyond correcting small typos, and even then only the ones they could catch right away. So, I intend to leave this as is, to help cement the feel of the writing. I may use this technique in future writings of this sort.

The only way I can think of to "improve" this short piece is to copy it over and over until it starts to show signs of data decay. Run it through a few more times, then it'd be good, as a garbled, painful to translate file found in some ancient ruin by star faring races in the future. I hope it at least gives that impression as it is.

You can leave me comments, but most critique will be ignored. Remember, I want this to feel unedited and rough, even if the author had some skill in writing. So don't feel bad if I don't listen to suggestions on how to make it work better.