Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day,
Nothing gold can stay. – Robert Frost
Fluther,
I asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it. The doctor came in a while ago and gave me the news but I already knew it anyway. I keep getting tireder and tireder. Listen, I don’t mind dying now. It was worth it. It was worth saving those Jellies. Their lives are worth more than mine. They have more to live for. Some of the Mods came by to thank me and I know it was worth it. Tell @ucme it was worth it. I’m just gonna miss you guys. I’ve been thinking about it, and that poem. That guy that wrote it, he meant you are gold when you’re a Jelly, like green. When you’re a Jelly everything is new, dawn. It’s just when you get used to everything it’s day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Fluther. That’s Gold. Keep it that way. It’s a good way to be. I want you to tell @ucme to look at one. He’ll probably think you’re crazy, but ask for me. I don’t think he’s ever really seen a sunset. And don’t be bugged over being an agnostic. You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There’s still a lot of good in the world. Tell @ucme. I don’t think he knows.
Your Buddy, BlondesJohnny