I Love You Too, Monster



Whoso killeth his neighbor ignorantly – Whom he hated not in time past

As when a man goeth into the wood with his neighbor to hew wood – and his hand fetcheth a stroke with the axe – and the head slippeth and lighteth upon his neighbor – that he die

He shall flee unto one of those cities – and live.

Lest the avenger of the blood pursue the slayer, while his heart is hot – and overtake him, because the way is long, and slay him; whereas he was not worthy of death – as he hated him not in time past.


E.A.B. 2006