That’s a good word, I think.
It means, in short… to leave hurriedly and secretly. And when you leave… you typically do this because you are avoiding detection. You know… for something like an unlawful action. Thieving, and such.
Abscond. The thing about this word? You can say it in a bunch of different ways.
Escape. Clear out. Make a hasty retreat. Run for it!
The gangsters say they will disappear you. (But that is a little different. They stay. You GO.)
Magicians… vanish. And bananas will slip away. Or they might spit. Orthopedists ….. make a break for it.
Lighting…. will bolt. Burglars always steal away. I was knew a goose who would duck out. But chickens? They fly the coop.
Skedaddle, vamoose, be gone. It could even be steal. Steal. Like… to move somewhere quietly or surreptitiously. Polly stole down the hallway.
But then steal can mean so many things too. To take something that is no yours…. such as stealing someone’s lunch. Or…. it could be seizing an opportunity. When you steal a kiss. In baseball, you steal a base.
That’s the thing about words. They go a million different ways, and a million different miles. This human language of ours.
Our method of human communication…. either spoken or written. And the all of it … consisting of the use of words. Words. Words.
It can be easy at times, and very difficult at others. Sometimes we choose those words very carefully. On other occasions, they just spill our of our mouths like scattering rice. Our words can be music to someone ear’s …. or they can disrupt a lifelong relationship.
We must be careful when we use them. But sometimes our words abscond with our thoughts.
And… tonight…. before I think another….
I fear I have stolen too much of your time already. So I will abscond from the scene… without another word.
A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a university education, he may steal the whole railroad. — Theodore Roosevelt
Good artists copy, great artists steal. — Pablo Picasso
If I could steal someone’s dream myself, I’d have to go for one of Orson Welles. — Christopher Nolan