A MEADOW OF BEAUTIFUL COLORS

Colors? Colors of the rainbow? A rainbow after a rain? A bow to tie your shoes? To take a bow as you bend forward to tie your shoelaces into a bow? Did you know that the color red is at the top of the rainbow? Blue and purple are at the bottom of the rainbow? Anyway to change this? No.

What beautiful colors are in a meadow, to need colors to need meadows. To need real and pretend imaginary images. To need beauty. To need niceness, colors like pastel pinks and powder light blues and pretty purples and gorgeous golds California Gold Rush, to love greens a green lawn not to covet the greenness of your neighbor's lawn. The color green to be the true color of the oceans, seas, rivers, streams, white water rapids, bridges over troubled waters, polluted waters to need scientific environmental attention from the government. A Dead Sea in israel not to be able to drink or swim safely in the salt water. 

Colors? We cannot live without them. They are everywhere as images are everywhere too.

THE LETTERS T AND Z IN HEBREW

What is the letter T? What is it used for and what are its origins? 

The letter T in hebrew as "tav" represents the female gender. It has a little foot that juts out to the left in the way the letter is written, and the top is like the letter H as formed in Hebrew.

The sephardic jews use the letter T in their word endings and the ashkenazy use the letter S instead of the T. The S is masculine, like the Snake. 

The letter Z also represents the feminine in the hebrew language. It is also sephardic and not ashkenazy. The ashkenazies use a ts sound instead. Tsk. Tsk.

There is a chaf sound in the hebrew language that is a guttural hoarse sound and it sounds as if someone is gagging or spitting. 

The languages are interesting. English is the most popular language of all languages. It has no chaf sound, no sounds that sound like someone is choking or grunting. The language English is the most beautiful language of all languages. It was developed by the Anglo-Saxons in the 1700's and is now spoken and sung in every country in the entire wide world.

THE LAND OF BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLIES ON SUKKOT

Beautiful she cow's udder's buttery toasted white pure bread, first thing in the morning mourning missing you so hard a butter not a fly that tastes better than anything in the entire world. To taste its great golden essence as you lick off its sweetness rolling your tippy tongue in the musical mixed fresh fruit jelly jam jellied not jammed. 

The Etrog and Lulav, the freshness of natural Etrog fruit a wonderful smell. To wave the Lulav over and around to chase away evil spirits, to hand it to your fellow for him to do the same.

A black and orange butterfly a Monarch Butterfly, a t-shirt of khaki green army green a very meaningful Veteran's Day of army greenness to show all how we fought the wars and what we won. What did we win? We won butterflies to admire to have thankfulness to praise their beauty swinging to and fro flying in our Mr. Roger's residential housed neighborhoods to catch a butterfly in a butterfly net and to pin it proudly to a plaque on our wall, a butterfly of loveliness, eternity, sweetness, lovingkindness, incredibleness, far out wow, dynamite, ingenious, pretty, a butterfly to forever be as we see it as an image on a painted China plate Porcelain, a painting. A purified Kosher plate washed under boiling water.

This Land of Butterflies, where is it where does it come from? Is a Butterfly a symbol of God? Can it be? Can anything be a symbol of God as long as it is not an idol. No idols! But we have the nine armed Chanukah Menorah and our comforting two Candles to chase away the darkness of a nasty night and B'somim Spices aromatic incense, a chilly chalice filled with sweet red purple Kosher wine. Not an image or sculpture or rock to use as an idol. 

To be dining in your Sukkah in your backyard to there use a plastic or wooden Sukkah shelter booth built a tent, dew in the morning as it waters the air the sky clouds zooming by a fog a frost to hang up gourds vines a vineyard lovely artwork, but not as idols as instead gorgeousness. Or if you desire to minus the visuals and instead to use natural wooden posts and walls. Branches. Leaves. To have a ceiling that is composed of willow branches, not to sleep there if there is rain. 

Pray for rain soothing sustenance for our farms cornfields a great harvest for the world to be fed. A Sushi dinner in a Sukkah? A Jewish worship service. A delight. A living light of the beaming brilliance the rays of Ein Sof.  

SOJOURNER TRUTH

What are you sojourning for? The Truth? We follow one star, the five-pointed star the new dog is a Pointer, she points as she runs and barks and bites, a normal everyday dog, with a Pit Bull's Jaw, a Jaw to rip apart a squirrel before the squirrel gives her Rabies. 

A cat on the prowl, to scare the squirrel away, no such things here as rats. Farmlands and dogs and cats, cats catching dogs and making them his best friends. 

A farmland, a place where rain is welcome, no hurricanes, North Dakota soaked, New Mexico alive and well. 

An ol' Graue Mill a place for hiding the slaves on their journey into Canada, a place no one would ever find them, Sojourner Truth, was she truthful? I don't know, I did not know her personally. She says she does not know Obama? But she knew them when but not now. Where is she now? She's Gone With The Wind.

HOPPING EASTER BUNNIES IN TRANSYLVANIA

"What are you doing here?" The Easter Bunny asked the Vampire tramp? This is my home, it is a place to live and to reproduce genetically one vampire after another. We use excessive eye makeup over our eyes that are too small, insignificant not beautiful eyes like those in you, the Easter Bunny. We as Vampires genetically are programmed to do only wicked bad actions, to have these bad thoughts, they call us Beinonim which means your average Joe. How to change from this average Joe to someone notable? Add a Y, to call him Joey. Joseph sipped in by the sewers, a vampire he was actually born. Can he change his vampire name to a nice name? Yes, this is something he wishes for everyday.

In this Transylvania a real cute nice generous, wonderful adorable lovely loving Easter Bunny hops jumps lives in this undesirable land of Transylvania. He nods his head towards these vampires he sees everyday, he offers them candy instead of blood, he has a roommate who he appeases, they the two opposites try to get along. Like a cute cat and a biting dog, the two can be as one. One what? A Good Friday, A Holy Saturday and a Wonderful Easter, all year round.

THE COLOR PURPLE WITH PINK POLKA DOTS

A flower, flower power, floured bread, poured, leaven un-leavened. Yeast is a living organism organized on our store shelves as a good food to eat. A living God, not a dead One. 

Yeast is not east, it is west, the Midwest suburbs, the Western israeli wall. This west is east, feast gorge eat but a Hurricane George III stops the party. Why? Because I was not invited!

Candy canes, hurricanes get out in a hurry! Dum dum suckers, lollipops, candies on a stick for a kid, this stick as his first white cigarette, and as a flower, the white stem of a rose and the lolly top candy of a blossom flower, the power of flour, how? The pantry, Bigger the main character from the Native Son classic book threw a pan (he tried) [pantry] at a rat in his one bedroom apartment, but the book did not say if he killed the rat or not?

There was a Socialist girl in the book and he Bigger the main character killed her cut her up into pieces and put her bones in a furnace in the apartment building where she was the Landlord. The Native Son is the title of the book. He Bigger is a citizen too with human rights. The author is Richard Wright. He also wrote Black Like Me.

The Color Purple is a movie and Whooppee Goldberg is the star performer. Raisins in the sun? Prune faces. Raisins and prunes are both laxatives. Sugarless candies better. Relax with a lax. We lack nothing, Psalm 23.

THE WHISTLE BLOWER

What is a whistle blower? How to sing without your voice but to sing with the tip of your tongue as a whistling sound comes out. Like a lark bird or a sparrow, the sound of beauty as the Red Cardinal bird whose male feeds the female. A happy bird she doing right by him. A whistle like a jewish harp a metal musical instrument with a prong you click back and forth. It sounds like a whistle but is composed of all metal and has a springy sound. Looks like silver but is not real silver, it is just a cheap metal. 

There is a wrong number in the books and the auditor catches this number illegal activity embezzlement and so the company must close. Dishonesty deceit, someone getting rich at the expense of the poor. Government grants that must be removed from these criminals who wear white shirts and black pants. White collar worker criminals. So this whistle blowing reduces the amount of taxes a property business owner must pay because we catch the wrong-doing criminal activity and report it and the money goes into good hands.

KINGS QUEENS PRINCES PRINCESSES

A white wedding wedded to be wedded eloping in love with your spouse a Romeo and Juliet, a lover as a lover always, to smooch to kiss to touch to feel to talk to to feel the warmth of love, true love, as your spouse to be gives it all up for you, treats you like a Queen, a Princess as he being a Prince to soon be a King. 

There is no such things as Kings? False. There is a King Abdullah who lives in Saudi Arabia and he is the Owner of all the Oil Wells in the world. The only place to find this precious crude oil that we use to propel our cars. South Antartica? Very little oil there, battling the icy conditions, White Polar Bears to fight. How much is this Arabian oil? Only three dollars and some cents. Why do they not raise the price? So the poor who have cars can afford to drive them. Good-hearted people, not to gyp a poor man so he cannot afford to drive a car. 

A car? A place for the homeless to live. In a flood now you have nothing? Your car has no bathroom, this is why we do not live in our cars. You played the cards and you lost. Lincoln, Cadillac, Lexus? Open the back seat and try to sleep. Lock your doors. Find a water fountain in a park to drink. Go to beach changing houses to change your clothes each day. No one to take you in? You've lost everything? What comes around goes around.

YANKEE DOODLE DANDY DELICIOUS CANDY

Today our dearest cyberspace tour guide where do we travel a trip faraway a future place not in existence on a map exited extinct a road map opened unfolded lots of lines: roads newly-paved good habitually inhabited nice neighborhoods villages far reaching Freight Trains RR Tracks, choice-fully choosing splendid green areas of open fields yields gorgeous golf courses a perfect place of popularity interest a nuclear nuked energy energetic powerful empowering plant atomic bombs Albert Einstein missiles whistles a green garden conservatory not conservative a museum science astronomy telescopic vision view the planets of the universe, the Louvre, the London English moors more much in cloudiness fogginess dew not dust, Yankee doodle dandy candy running in between stunning ripping raindrops, splashing on one's head heeded, a head shampoo a massage of the scalp. 

A beauty salon to beautify oneself, hair dye, auburn awe burned in color. As we see sweating it out a sweet hard-working farmer's straw our great wonderful awe. Open your mouth say "aw" and in it we will place a plastic straw a beverage of real milk so sweet. A green palace of cornfields, Iowa, Mama, milking a cow's udders of mother's white pure cow-made milk not almond milk dirty stagnant polluted pond so-called milk not. 

Milk pods milk weed, open pods a nest inside cotton-like material puffy fluffy flowing pod hair soft pliable, a pod of whiteness purity, opened as a grateful gracious gift to thee. 

Natural beautiful blossoms flowers of every rainbow color, red on the top of a natural rainbow blue on the bottom, a bottom-less pit not in which to sit. A California tar pit not into which to waddle doodle fall, a canoe struggled paddled out, a place of honesty burial for dear dinosaurs, the proof is in the pudding "he put in his thumb and pulled out a plum" truth scientific Darwinian evidence of our real ancestors: celestial, the brightest star the Northern star, Northern Light, Hurricanes on the east coast, a place not to boast.

Butterscotch mouth-watering golden candies purist pudding wisely not dizzy Scotch Whiskey.

A BLIND SEEING EYE DOG

How many dogs does she have? Seven or eight, count them the Bingo free space counts, it's free! More than ten we do not need.

Bingo was his name "oh". A dog named Bingo at a fancy furry dog puppy show, a blue leather leash whip rip sucking leech screech bloodletting, prick of a metal thorn from a shoshana rose, diabetes, a linked chain around her neck a circus dog, jumping bouncing biting barking in leaps and bounds. Others barking when Bingo barks, barking in unison stark dark not a sweet song soprano. When she barks not he to bark back.

Does he need a muzzle? A severe biter like a dark green snake, scorpion foot in fire lighter noise pollution sleeplessness genetically behooves her a wakeful failing night. The bright light chain to pull off, you fool. An alligator, reptilian shoes polished shiny shoemaker, kicking up clicking heels cloven hoofs cud chewed like mud, saliva dripping drooling, absolutely a military salute fed good green grass a solution. 

Can your dog see? Oh, I'm talking too loud! I am hearing impaired so my voice travels upheavals super sonic like an animal increased volume the speed of sound moves the seas rushes the waves. Green seas. A Dead Sea, lots of crystals salt, kosher rocks rubbed on meat absorb the blood not to eat. 

A crime, criminal, criminality because he's eating bloody meat. Ireland Blimey Bloody Meat sacrificial a Priest to be fed. Why? It's a life source, to feel alive not dead not to need the strength of a horse. The Dead and the Deaf, drowning in a Dead Sea floating a Nudist Beach bunches of dune grass raising a vineyard of raisins golden. A wily fox not allowed in a vineyard. a spending special fox fur collars, just a few dollars. Wine from a vine.

Aphids ants dragonflies butterflies the leaves of an old Oak Tree not really old not even three. Not to worship trees. Asherah shamed ashes. A tree house the above branches, Texas ranches the bough breaks the tree house must fall, down will come baby tree house and all. Abortion miscarriage an empty baby carriage crooked rocking cradle. Never to forget a baby who was a maybe. A kiddush crock pot cholent cooked.

A farm to fill with yellow gritty corn chaff to fill the cows with food, build up bulls with super-strength. "Strong like Bull." Bull Taurus a May birthday, a Bull in a China shop Geverah Geverah Strength Strength, doubly strong not to go wrong. Move a cliff, no more family tiff. Push it force a boulder strong shoulder up the volcano Hey No! a burning lava river no more Pompeii, artifacts factual this story true historically fictional tale of a great Atlas on the top at last. An Atlas an International world-wide map wrap, a sapless trembling tree two Great Nations, becoming three, still one map.

A place called Hades Hell, under asunder thunder a witch's spell. Avoid the potholes, ripped tires fired rubber lost hubcap, no husband free to take a nap.

THUNDERSTORMS AND ROSEBUD THORNS

Not a sprinkling of floating dewdrops, a massive creation humongous winds tornadoes hurricanes tsunamis, tortures, a brewery adultery to be chained to a yoke in a public square, no longer to embarrass her there. 

Puerto Rico splashed smashed with rain becoming hail a dent in the head to break the skull, not your business to mull to hide in a bomb shelter missiles gloriously galore. A gaiety of gumption who wants the function. A leader of people how? By following. Who do you follow? Your fellow. Not to ever steal, covet a fellow. Malaria is yellow. Mosquitoes silent no bellow. Hippopotamus no muss. She too lets out a "boo" a bust. A real animal, not my grounds, they're Buddhist sounds. One God for all? My car is in a stall. A horse in a barn, a red thread made of yarn. Carrots to tempt, Karate, it's not exempt. Marijuana called hemp.

Why can't we fly? We have no wings. An eagle waves her wings and she sings. When does she sing? Just before bed. Can we keep her quiet? The surgical removal of her tonsils, instead.

A shoshana a rose, on a trellis not to impose. Thorns yes, she be, not to scare me, not the forbidden number three. A piercing thorn to prick, a flood of blood. Thorns scorns, scrape, rape, roses for you? No thanks, no view. Growing in the mud. View of who, a ghost that says "boo"? She never told me. There was nothing to tell. Just word after word, you just must spell. Put a spell of a curse upon he who drives a hearse. Sprinkle Hyssop on her head, she was a witness of too many dead.

CPR to revive a life. It's too late, only strife, a widow, she was, a wife. To now bury her hair in a scarf a wig, no drowning driving wine to swig. 

Once upon a time there was a family. Now it is your fellow, so no calamity.

EXOTIC AWESOME EATING

Meals cooked hot from an electric pot, exotic. No lighted flame. Fearless. Awesome down to Earth Earthly buzzing turkey slicing incision inside, eating meaty meal surgery, no emergency. Cholent chewy. Electric microwave Thanksgiving turkey slicing, bageled in half, pear pearing. Backbone wishbone, beneath, Jack be quick, jump over a candlestick. 

A butler, a misnomer. Who did it? A dragonfly. Not the Prince? No he slayed the dragon, left behind the fly. No fly flitting in the Temple. How can that be? A hornet not a bee. A WASP White Anglo-Saxon Protestant? Pretty, puttered out. Lay in the ground, down, not hoisted, a silver chain lain. No gain. Super Jane! Not a story of any glory. It's all the same. A normal happy gleeful morning, not a mourning.

Do you cook? You've been at my house for party meals? How can you ask me if I cook? You act like a schnook! A fish on a hook, a fillet, it's heyday. No meat on Friday, frying fish but no glass dish. Not to eat it then, the spoon also says Amen. Where to put it? In the fridge, never eaten a wasted gift, not a lift. Wasted? Yeah, Marijuana is now Legal. Mary Jane alive not slain. She's singing, chimes ringing.

Can you go to the store and buy me a paper shredder? Shredded squared diced carrots, coconut slivers purple and golden raisins? I like raisins too. What's your reason? It's because you like them so I do too. Your name? Joel, what's it mean? Agreeableness. Naomi? Pleasantness. Generosity? Yeah, have more on me, seconds she beckons, thirds, save some for the birds.

Waiting and waiting in a restaurant for the cheery chef. Steroids he must swallow or he cannot follow. One lick after the other, a sokol balancing act as she whips the whipping cream perfectly pours the cheeky tricky chocolate, syrupy in liquidity, sucking the red life out of silly strawberries not made from straw, Poker? It's a draw. A suck of a Tropical drink, a Kahlua n' Cream, not a solid bite to gnaw. Then creamy, ice cream. Satisfied. Don't scream.

Plenty to eat, supper's on the heat, not a bargain, a slogan: America the Beautiful. No Trespassing. The Last Supper gorged in passing. Standing eating at the kitchen sink. Please pass the rock salt, sweetie, the meat is meaty, it's about your welfare I do think.

GOD IS FIRE DON'T FEAR HIM

God is fire? Fiery, flaming, fast quick wick, a candle, a cigarette lighter turned up to a flint on high, the flick of a Bic, baked brick, to feel the heat of a flame, burned, to see blue on the base and the yellow over the red on the top. To pace and to have peace. 

A fire that never dies, a fire without a real flame? A fire to be true love and desire!! A smile with white teeth, no missing tooth, to feel warmth from her smile, not to feel the evil of a crocodile, swimming in The Nile, no denial. A green crock 'tile to swim a mile, a green snake, a green cobra, green is not the scene, a prohibition too against a jumping red Mexican kidney bean. Lettuce? No they don't let us.

Why do you wear green? No foods outside, everything green, nothing to eat, and just bitter dirt on my shirt. A walk along a path, to ne'er eat a green snack. 

Kosher foods, prepared before and after, no cooking on Shabbat. A pot of food, a pot of gold, no milk mixed with beef, not your mother's milk with/or her kids'. It's about your health, not mine, but she still disobediently eats swine!!!

It is you who I want, you who desires nothing more than Me. No, jealousy, because she has a TV. To see a news program on a theater sized screen, not to covet, to know the news, before and after I take a snooze.

She naps. She gets up at 3. I nap too, but not till 2. A walk to the beach instead of napping. As a ghost or werewolf, my jaws not snapping.

Do you fear Him now? YAH, Amein.

TODAY THE JEWISH VALENTINE'S DAY

Today is called Tu B'av, the 15th of the lunar calendar month of Av, it is like a Jewish Valentine's Day. The phase of the moon for today is a brilliant full moon, the sun's light today to be dimmed, the moon showing as a reflection of a dimmed sun, the glow from the moon as full blast. The sun's power is weakened.

Singing and dancing, merriment, a string dance, string-sing along, girls holding hands with other girls, single unmarried girls, girls who desire a husband, to be matched, only to marry one of your own. 

A fellow. To never steal or collect interest from a fellow when lending money. A fellow, is yellow? Yellow that becomes Gold. Gold hypoallergenic, not to scratch the skin, not to have a rash, the gold to be pure. Your father asked, "He wants to buy you a wristwatch and a mink collar, do you want this?" "No, thanks." It is ultimately up to you, he can ask and you can say yes or no.

Like a Simchat Torah, to be dancing frolicking, holding the Torah Scrolls, an Israeli flag, to dance around and around, not get dizzy, to hold the flag high! To sing and dance the song The Hora, a song of love, endearment, affection, marriage, to talk to your beloved, to see, hear, touch, taste, smell, all senses completely aware, completely alive. To express and to receive lovingkindness. She's married already! Then not a choice. To stay as far away from adultery as possible.

A Valentines' Day? What about the color red? In the Chumash, the Jewish Bible, it says that Jewish Priests wore blue, purple and RED-colored wool. Red is a Jewish color that stems from Jewish past ritual, so feel free to wear red, as it is not only a Christian color, it is Jewish too. What does red represent? Red is the color of love, your heart, blood, traffic stop sign/light, intellectualism, heat, fire, a burning ember, a bon fire, the color of a desire, the color of a burn.

Today on this red day, do not get burned, to remember that it is your choice whom you marry, and if you agree with your matchmaker, so much the better. If not, your lover can continue to be the Lord.

FINDING OUR WAY OUT OF LOUISIANA

The Louisiana, New Orleans, Mardi Gras, a parade in the streets, all streets, people everywhere, a Fat Tuesday, a time to eat, gluttony, gorging, gorgeous, gulp, to lick one's strawberry gloss coated lips. To have this joyous time all days of the week. How? To look at an idol, to disobey the 2nd Commandment of God's Tablets as given to us by Moses: we are not supposed to create an image or sculpture in the likeness of the skies, seas, or lands.

The 3rd Commandment? To honor our Mother and Father. So if we do not honor them, what happens to our relationship with God? To lose parental guidance and to lose the guidance of our Lord, the ability to love God, as we once loved our parents. To again love our parents and to then again love our Lord.

So whoop it up? A drunken New Year's Eve? To post one's celebrations of drinking at pubs into a stupor onto our Facebook page? To be proud of this drunken state and want to tell the world? What is your accomplishment, a slurred word? The next day a hangover?

Mardi Gras eye masks, coated in feathers, blue and purple and hot pink, only slits for eye openings, sparkles, feathers protruding like that of a vain peacock proudly arrogantly spreading his wings and long train tail. But it's all in the fun you say. Do you ask where to start and where to end? It's dust into dust. 

But this Mardi Gras is in the springtime, so we want to know why we are mourning now in the summer? 

Rosh Hashanah is approaching steadily, timely with sounds of the hooves of a steady horse, parties of the lunar calendar new year with hors d'oeuvres, to transform sadness into rejoicing. Can we wish upon a Rosh? Okay, wishing is fine, Miriam administered the Wishing Well. All waters we have to wet our lips, bathe and to wash our garments are from her. 

Who was Miriam? The oldest sister of Moses and Aaron. Never married, no children. The top Matriarch of the Matriarchs!  

Find your way home, out of Louisiana, to stop the sobbing, cease the moaning and groaning, not to be one of the artist Pablo Picasso's Crying Females. To beat Depression, to lick it in the bud. To have an eternal smile, to laugh after every meal. A hearty laugh, like that of Sarah's after she was told she was pregnant at the age of 99. To feel lovingkindness for our fellows and to do deeds of charity. 

Home "sweet" home? Sweetness is desirable. Yah. To add sweet pure sugar cane to one's morning coffee. To one's afternoon tea. This being desirable as well. To use this palatable sweetness on our lips to show affection and to honor God and our Parents.   

THE LAND OF HOLY DOMESTIC ANIMALS

Once we ritually sacrificed Kosher domestic animals, as a way to thank our Lord for His help to us, to show Him our love back, to sacrifice an animal (i.e. bull, ram, goat, pigeon) instead of our human sons (Abraham and Isaac). To circumcise our sons instead of sacrificing them. To have a covenant with our Lord this way. To see the beauty in a rainbow as it arches over the world, a signature of God's to say He will never again cause a flood, like that of the 40 day and 40 night flood. We are all descended from the family of Noach. He lived more than 700 years old. He is the father of us all, chosen by God because he was a good man. We all have this goodness of his in our genetics. There is only one God, we all have this one God, no matter what name you use to call Him.

Cats and dogs as like Noach's Ark's animals, do you have a dog and are a single female? Show us his picture on your iPhone. Isn't he cute! Do you own three dogs! Not just one? Do you have a cat? What is the cat's name? Do you have more than one cat? Animals with no blemishes, healthy domestic pets. A dog to protect you as you walk down the street proudly displaying him on the end of a blue leather leash. Throwing a Frisbee into the air and he catches it in his mouth and brings it back to you, great exercise this way for the both of you.

A bullfight? To again like in olden times to sacrifice a bull. Not able to use the Temple as it once stood in Jerusalem for the holy sacrifices of these domestic animals. We had two Temples in Jerusalem, both destroyed, the first destroyed by the Babylonians and the second destroyed by the Romans. 

We have our Holy Day Tisha Ba'av which is this Sunday, to commemorate these two Temples, to mourn their loss. There stands a mosque in the place of these Temples, we cannot destroy it because we are commanded in our religion of Judaism not to destroy other people's places of worship. We respect the rights of all people, there are two great nations, as it stands, the two great nations are the Jewish nation and the Islamic nation. 

We are brothers, Ishmael and Isaac. Both were circumcised. Both were given life because an angel came to Abraham and told him to save his family, his wife Sarah and sons Isaac and Ishmael. 

Now to own a farm? With cows? And to have a pet dog or pet cat. A family of humans and domestic animals. 

God does not require that we have the strength of our horses. Instead He requires that we love Him with all our heart.

THE PLACE OF THE QUIET HEART

My easy going heart does not beat like a drum.

The walls of each ventricle stay calm, like small waves of blue waters on a blue moving sea, see? See who see how? See saw. 
A child's playground fun times equipment to climb still higher and higher Jacob's ladders. Rings to cling one after the other. No blisters, no bunyans, healthy children's feet, tiny toenails, please hold onto my hand Mom.

Does your heart beat irregularly? One two three instead of one two three four? He held onto my wrist, a pulse he did take. The left side sitra achrah. The right divine soul. Get rest!!

A butterfly costume, butterflies as symbols of God? Whatever it takes to cause you holiness, if it is a butterfly, more power to you.
What was that!! A white butterfly. Not a moth. Moths encircle lamps at night, white butterflies however flitter in the daytime. 
How to take the stampede out of one's heart? Get off the rodeo, leave the bullfight, tip toe don't stomp. Keep your elbows off the tabletop. Look into the sky upward to feel our Lord, bow humbly before our Lord. Close your eyes, and pray. 

To be blessed to have a healthy heart, regular blood pressure, strong knees, a walk a hike to the beach. 

A kid's beach playground, kids screaming? No, they were laughing. A shovel and a bucket of lake water, a castle built in the sand, a wave to fill its moat. An alligator-less moat. Tiny goldfish instead. 
Water water everywhere! But not a drop to drink! 

To find a plastic water bottle abandoned on the beach, to fill it with cool fountain water, to apply cool water to one's hands, to jump into the lake water to immerse oneself deeply into the fluids, the natural moving waters, to cool off on a hot summer day.

Yippee! Yay!

THE MESSIAH ELIJAH AT OUR PASSOVER SEDERS

This Journey, from slavery into Freedom and wandering around the Desert for Forty Years is now a semi-mourning period we as Jews try to understand what slavery is and why slavery is undesirable. Why are we Jews in sadness at this time of the year?

Even though food and shelter in the desert was provided for the Jews from Gd, we as Jews suffered in our wanderings. We even distrusted Moses and wanted to turn around and to go back to slavery. We had very little food. No money. Just tents in which to live. We asked The L-rd for food and He rained it down as Manna, a White Dairy Cream Wafer. The Sea of Reeds parted and we walked away from the fighting. The Egyptians drowned. But where were we headed? We did not know! We put our trust in Gd and Gd alone.

Where is this Promised Land? The Land of Israel showed its beauty to us after Forty Years of us having nothing, no material items.  We learned to sustain ourselves with the bare minimum. Became Free People, enslaved to no one, not imprisoned. As wandering and starving, thirsting. A lack of clothing. Not enough. We desperately needed to provide ourselves with comfort. These conditions our ancestors, our families had to suffer were unbearable.

Now no longer slaves, however we can empathize with slaves because we once were slaves.

What is sad? The poverty of Jews and Gentiles, people without parents, without children, strangers, orphans, divorced, deceased, widowed, Levites (Jewish Priest Tribe not allowed to own property) people in substandard living conditions, unclean water systems, no employment, no food, without enough education... and on and on...

Yes, our herbs are bitter. Our parsley dipped in salt water. Our bread is unleavened. Yeast without water. Fasting mixed with Feasting. A time to understand Elijah, the Beggar Who as The Torah says will be the Messiah! A chair at our Seder table to dine with Elijah. 

Elijah bringing you the luck you deserve because you share ten percent of your income with the poor, people like him. Elijah himself being of these Poor: the Righteous, the Merciful, the Good, the Kind, the Generous, the Humble, the Wise, the Wonderful.
 

IN LOVE WITH COWBOY AND INDIAN LOVE STORIES

A place of cowboys and Indians. Fiery furnaces. BBQ-ing. Candy and gum. Open your mouth and sucking. Chewing. Don't use your teeth. People without teeth. Smiles of empty spaces yards and yards of floss cannot cure. Not to bite. Not to scratch. 

Pens as writing utensils behind ears. Not to need a dagger-point. Looking scary. Covered with shields. A knight at night. A silent knight at night. Robin Hood and Friar Tuck. The Sheriff of Knotting Ham. Peaceful. A pen writing love stories. A pen a story of a man and a woman (and her sister?) To put up a white applique in the shape of a heart upon your bedroom window. A heart that reads: "Sisters With Love Forever". 

A cowboy or cowgirl. The Wild Wild West. No direction East except with the dawning of the sun. Riding horses into purple sunsets. One path to follow. The path of our Parents. The path of their Parents. Our Grandparents. A pen not a dagger. No kicks with your boots. No pirates. Love from a pen or pencil. 

Wild West Indians. Asleep in tents. Red skins. Skins of animals. The foxes. Scalped. Bows and arrows. A bow being the ribbon on a gift! The arrow spearing straight into a Valentine's Day Heart. 

Not a bleeding heart. A heart about intellectualism. Having only one heart. The left side of this heart being the home of wickedness. "Sitra Achra". The right hand side being the home of goodness. Holiness. The location of "The Divine Soul".

A Beinoni or a Tzaddik. A good heart. A heart to defend your family. A heart that doesn't bleed. A ban on guns. No pistol in your pocket. No rifles slung across your shoulder. 

The Day today being Good Friday and tonight being the First Seder of Passover. Two coming together as One.

How to bring two families both of whom are from the East and the other from the West together?

Learn to love! To both fear God AND to love God. Transfer these loving feelings you get from God onto the manner in which you love your Family and Friends. A time for Feasting. A time for Fun. One party after the other and then another!!... 

Absolutely no leavened bread [if you are Jewish]! Bread for us being a source of wickedness. Yeast being a living creature polluting our bodies. 

To make merry! No death of the East or the West. To watch the Wicked Witch of the West drowning as she fizzles out. To be in love with Glinda the kind Witch of the East who will tap you with her wand and with three taps of the heels of your sparkling red slippers you wish yourself to your home. 

How to get Home? The Story of a Haggadah. Travelling Home anytime even when our only real home is a place in our imagination. A Home as a place of Love Stories. The Haggadah and Song of Songs our Love Stories. The same this year as it was last year in your home now or then. 

To escape by running into the mountains, your Home, to a Place of Incense and Spices. Sweet cinnamon and coffee spices!! 

Thank Gd it's Friday!

ON A SKY ROCKET TO HEAVEN

Do you like to travel? Been to almost 200 different countries that you've seen? Running out of new places to go? Jumping from nation to nation, State to State? City to city? Town to town? Were you in the Mountains? Seen a Volcano erupt! Been in the deep lowness of a valley? Swam in a sea and also in an ocean? What is left? Is there some activity left available for you to do? Skiing when there is snow?

Boating, rafting, surfboarding, kayaking, flying in airplanes. Coming down out of helicopters in parachutes. Jumping higher than the Ladder of Jacob. Coming down on a springy rubber trampoline and jumping up again. Sliding off a child's slide, laughing loudly as it tickles your funny bone to be again like a youngster! Sliding with your own children, catching them at the bottom of the slide and grabbing them swinging them upwards catching them in your two arms, excited and gleeful as is your kid!

Waiting for the warmth of the summer months, to be swimming and sandcastle building at a Great Lake. Small kid's shovels digging holes in the sandy seashore. Plastic buckets to carry water to and from the Lake. Using your imagination to create a sand sculpture never created before! Walking with bare feet in the sand, each step impressing an image of your foot dug deeply. Searching for sea shells? Finding shells once lived in by shellfish. Tiny shells thin, to smash between your two fingers, to go fishing for real fish not shellfish with a hook and line and sinker. Omega 3 yes it will be, it is on the way!

Waiting? For what? Waiting for summertime? Waiting for wintertime? Waiting for autumn? For springtime? Remaining in one place, to be at home for the rest we need on Shabbat. Not to travel out of one's homes' boundaries on Shabbat. To be in a Sanctuary Temple Chapel on a Friday night and a Saturday, on Shabbat. To have a date with one's couch, to get the rest you need. To rest with Gd on a Shabbat. To follow The Torah commandment to keep the Sabbath, the Shabbat every week.

Traveling in a transportation vehicle? Is this the best way we can move to see what we have never seen before? To instead create new places in one's own mind, to be in a place that does not exist in reality and to then share its existence and description with one who has never been there but wishes he was.

To look through a translucent curtain and to see your best friend, a woman. To glimpse at her beauty and breathe in deeply. To know a woman who has a Name of Gd in her name. The word EL as Gd in the name ELizabeth, or in the name BatYAH, YAH being another word for Gd. To be lucky blessed to know a Kohen, to share your purple grapes with him, to have fed him. A fistful of raisins now you can eat!

Yes, there is more than one way to get to Heaven. Especially since we possess two Souls. One Soul goes to Heaven and is resurrected when we die it is called our "Divine Soul". The other Soul of the two is the Animal Soul, it is reincarnated and goes from the deceased into the body of a newborn child, inhaled by the child being airborne, and this Soul remains here on Earth in the body of this child who then becomes an adult. The "Animal Soul" is the "Sitra Achra" Soul, our wickedness, no one is perfect. The Messiah? Hopefully, maybe He will be perfect. Maybe not? Gd is not perfect, no one and nothing is perfect. Praying for perfection? We all are. Is it realistic?

Prayers and Soulful singing, meditating using Jewish Meditation. At Peace in its greatest form as we thank Gd for everything! Loving Gd deeply. Able to love people as when we look at people they are all made in the image of Gd.

Where is Gd? He is in the Souls of the guy next to you. Live, love and live Again.  

A CRIMSON THREAD OR RED WRISTWATCH

To find your Landsmen in your environment, the "coming out" as a Jew, the Esthers in your life, to see her/his thread, a crimson or red thread on his/her wrist. To identify whether someone is a Jew or not. Why red? Why a thread? To use a red wristwatch for the same purpose?

What is this thread and why do we as Jews wear it? Simple, we need to know one another, who is our Landsmen and who are not.

The origin comes from Rivkah the Prophetess Wife of Isaac, Son of Avraham. Rivkah was pregnant with Esau and Jacob and they were born as twins, but not identical twins. Esau came out of her womb first, before Jacob and so she honored Esau as being first born by tying a red thread around his wrist. Oftentimes a piece of red yarn is used.

What does it mean? It means the wearer is a student of the Kabbalah. Jacob was born after Esau and Jacob held onto Esau's foot heal when born, loving his Brother from the beginning. Following in his footsteps. Achilles heal? Not so. Instead to cherish his brother and to honor him as being the Oldest Brother, a brother of the same Mother and same Father: The closest family union possible!! The DNA between these siblings being almost perfectly the same. Inherited sameness, but with a honor too of differences.

A red wristwatch? Same message/reason as wearing a red thread. If you do not own a red wristwatch, a cheap red thread will do for the same purpose.

Famous people wearing "Hollywood" red threads? No, not necessarily, instead a wearer of the red thread is to "come out" as a Jewish person. Not as a Hollywood actor/actress. A Jew also to be a brother/sister in a family of Jews, to study The Torah/Kaballah and to find other people as Jewish friends and contacts in our lives who study Torah too.

Landsmen? Lands(wo)men? Where are you and who are you? Thank Gd to know you! It is said that two Jews when in communication with each other summon the Presence of The Shekinah. Shekinah is another Name for Gd, female in gender. All it takes is a little red thread!

Little Red Riding Hood? Not even, there are no wolves accept those in your imagination. To fear, yes, and, to love, Who? Gd! To show your love with pride in being a Jew and to find friends who are also proud to be Jews, no matter where you go.  

CREATING YOUR OWN PROMISED LAND

We read in The Holy Torah that Moses, the Greatest of all Torah Prophets, never reached The Promised Land. He did something of which Gd did not approve, he broke a rock to get water with his staff, even though Gd told him to rely on Him to provide the water. So, Israel, The Promised Land was a place Moses never saw, never was buried there, never stepped foot on.

If you are like Moses, never to get to The Promised Land, or not to get there often enough to make a difference in your life, there are things you can do to create your own Promised Land no matter where you are, whatever is your place, wherever you stand, wherever you sleep.

Your own house? Yes, it can be your Promised Land. Buy some land and build your own fairy tale house on this land. Design it yourself with the help of professional architects.

Hang beautiful works of art in this house. Use stained glass windows mixed with transparent or translucent glass.

Put up a splashy swimming pool or rumbling Jacuzzi in your backyard. A copper bathtub to light a fire under? Build a children's playground, a swing set, a slippery slide for your kids and their friends to play.

Put up a Mezuzah on at least one of your doorposts. To have a ceremony to bless this Mezuzah, as a House Warming Party.

Make your comfy kitchen a perfect place to bake in an oven not just to cook. The sniffy aromatic smells of fresh bakery: loaves of bread, sweet fruit pies, frosting on cakes, chewy chocolate chip cookies, vanilla wafers, buttered biscuits, round rolls, delicious dumplings, the skies the limit! 

Have a clothes closet of colorful clothing, filled to the brim with all your favorite blouses, skirts, shoes. Clothes that are all completely clean: well laundered and ironed. The clothes closet of a Queen/King, every color combination, warm wool, lovely linen, fluffy furs, bright blue, perfect purple, creamy screamy scarlet crimson! 

Live near a city park? A Sanctuary? Or a forest preserve? A mountain in your neighborhood? A lake? Take a ride in your car to wherever you wish to be. Once there, in this place, to love it,  to thank Gd for it, to call it your "Promised Land".

To stand firmly on its grounds and to feel this Promise, your Covenant, your Promise to serve Gd. Gd running up your legs from your feet into your arms, as you stand graciously on this ground, love as electricity up and down your body, circulating in your blood vessels that are like electric wires. A body composed of the fierce energy of a locomotive train, a space rocket, the sun's energy and moon's. Bouncing electrons from level to level, protons, neutrons, as tiny as they can be, that together create hugeness!

A place for you to go, to get away from it all, a vacation? To be in A Promised Land, no matter where you go. The place of a Promised Land being wherever Gd dwells with you too.

To be there with Him anytime you think of Him, and everywhere you go. Thank Him and love Him!!

A SINCERE COMPLIMENT VS. KILLING YOU WITH KINDNESS

Talking to someone as he looks not into your bright eyes but into the prism reflection of your diamond necklace. Not diamond? Cubic Zirconia? He does not know and will never know if you do not tell him. Tax Day? Your income reports go to the IRA. They know what your income is and where its from, yes, there is gossip and slander among State employees, databases, if you know the password and so no, your income is not confidential. Not eligible for certain government benefits, yes, eligible for others. Depends on your health and amount of property assets and your work abilities.

If you have certain limitations, and someone lies to you and tells you that you do not have these limitations that are proven by your medical record and work resume, then he is not doing you a favor. He is "killing" you with kindness. If he instead says he adores your necklace, whether real diamond or not, this is a sincere compliment. If he wants your diamond and gold jewelry to increase, but he does nothing to make this happen, again this is a false promise, and he is still killing you with kindness.

To let someone know you like them, or if it is family, that you love them, is a sincere compliment and these simple words, "I love you" can become unconditional love; not killing with kindness, especially if you ask them for a favor and they deliver it. If they do not have the means to deliver you your favor, then you know they would if they could. There are some people who will lie and say they cannot deliver you your favor when the opposite is true, they have the means and the money, but still they do not come through when times for you is tough. Can we see unconditional love in he who is honest, or who just lies white lies, versus someone who is lying to you vehemently and killing you with kindness.

Where is this kindness? Not in the wink of an eye. Not in the flash of a gold tooth. Not in the offer of a cigar.

This kindness is true if the person who is kind to you truly loves you. And this you will know, it will be obvious. Gd will show her/him to you in your life and in your dreams. Never let him/her down, s/he is your true diamond, worth more than money.

SNIFFING SACRED INCENSE ON YOUR WAY TO HEAVEN

Each day that goes by, another day of the calendar flipped over, another day, week, weekend/Shabbat and a good week after that, a shavuah tov, and we are each day getting closer and closer to the end of our journey, closer to being in Heaven. Or, as some say "The World To Come".

Yes, our Mothers say to us "Time flies when you are having fun!" "And the older you get, the faster the time flies". Amazing, from one Shabbat to another, another Parashat of the Torah to study, another chapter of Tanya, another page of Talmud.

What can we use in our lives to overcome sadness and to energize ourselves without using steroids? Steroids age people faster and older than Rip Van Winkle who slept for a hundred years. With steroids though, one does not sleep, instead one is like the manic king who rode his horse to death. How can we stimulate ourselves without these dangerous drugs?

The Chumash of this week of Torah tell us all the secrets of the Prophets and Priests of early ancient times and how they used the inhalation of twelve different herbs of incense, as likened to the twelve sons of Jacob, to use sniffing these herbs as one's rocket to Heaven, a journey of just a whiff of smoke into one's nostril, the smoke smelling delightfully and giving you a boost as would a bottle of smelling salts i.e. to arouse someone who has fainted. These herbs were burned in the Sanctuaries sometimes all day and all night, one of which was the well-known herb of Frankincense.

The smoke like puffy clouds, a fog of sorts, to obscure the air, to take one to his imagination, to wonder what is beyond the cloud, who is behind it, and who walks ahead. To be able to imagine Gd as the One Who penetrates into these wisps, being careful not to tumble or stumble, Gd being there to protect you, to keep you safe.

Sniff, sniff, smell, smell, another dosage of cologne on your wrists, Brut, or English Leather, Chanel Number Five from Paris, sniffs of puffs right under the nostrils, a huge breath in and to exhale stale air out.

Oxygen and herbs, not cigarettes, a pretty smell, to carry the scent of Havdalah cloves from the end of Shabbat into one's week ahead, to sniff these cloves, these natural herbs, not to sniff tobacco snuff. To have given birth to a new infant child but without passing out tobacco cigars. A healthy child, two healthy parents, well-rested, as they observe a rest period at least once a week on Shabbat.

The smells you sniff are so potent we can imagine a Heaven filled with these scents, Gd riding on a Chariot pulled by unicorns and sitting on His Golden Throne up closest to the Heavens as we look above us into these smoky clouds with rainbows. Not rain clouds or smoggy air pollution, instead clouds of twelve herbs, mingling together, to give you a whiff of its incredibility, herbs to stimulate, to energize, and also herbs to put one to sleep, to calm nerves, to slow you down.

These wonderful smells kept in your pocket, incense in your home living room, your den, your bedroom...

A place always of delightfulness, a way to enjoy every minute of the day and/or night.

Watching Pandora rise from a Hookah in a swirl of smoke like Aladdin's lamp, and fill your house with her goodness. To then close the lid of her box and reopen it yet another day to sniff her precious beauty, yet again. The incense of the beauty of the Shabbat Bride.   

THE SHRILL EXCELLING EXCITEMENT OF SWEET SOPRANO

Soprano. How high can we flex our voices? Like the heavy weight of a muscleman's dumbbell, a ladder as high as Jacob's Ladder, a voice high enough to be the Town Crier!

The call of a bird, many birds altogether in unison, beckoning the beggar in his wheelchair to share his bread with them. Tossing pieces of bread, nourishment to the birds, biting and aggressively trying to be the first bird to get a bite.

Another handful, crusts of bread, gnawing, a generous beggar to feed his own food to those birds who want it. Everyday, in the same place, birds from everywhere, mostly colorful but dirty city Pigeons marching to their own beat, and tiny brown Sparrows getting their share of what the Pigeons leave behind, red Cardinal's mate feeding his female companion with sunflower seeds. The children of Cardinals, little birdies also well fed.

Birds singing in sweet soprano, he sings, she sings, they both sing together, fighting fiercely in loud aggressive voices to be the one to get the biggest crumbs.

The shrill voice of a bird to scare another bird away from his loot. A smile growing on the bird's face, a happy countenance even if the beak cannot stretch, the happiness is in her/his voice as we adore the high notes as like flutes! She does not dig deep into alto or bass.

She loves as she eats, more and more, a singing operatic soprano, an appreciative beggar given a loaf of yellow bread. For himself, yes. But he shares it, the charity of the loving-kindness of a beggar well fed with a generous wonderful voice, singing, as he learned voice lessons from listening to a bird family.
 

TRAVELING TO ANOTHER UNIVERSE WITH MUSIC AS YOUR ROCKET

Boarding a rocket, outer space? Another universe? How many universes are out there? Two thousand? Is it never ending. The homes of Ein Sof which means the Gd of eternity, has always been and always will be, and always was.

How can we get in tune with music as our vehicle, our rocket into the land of music, music being the on-going voice of Gd. To want to hear Gd, to tune into natural sounds of nature, the birds, the jumping fish, the delicate soprano sound of water rushing from a nearby stream. Are these natural sounds really music? Is or can music be these natural sounds that we "tame" with our symphonic musical instruments?

The sounds of a Classical music radio station, always plugged into at least one ear. To have an ear to hear people while the other ear is plugged in. Sounds of music, like the movie Sound of Music. "Just a spoonful of music and the medicine goes down. The medicine goes down! The medicine goes down!"

Is or can music be a medicine? The calmness or excitement of musical drums and flutes. A trumpet or a Shofar? Not guns going off, instead cymbals being clanged. The outer tray that covers a meal, in the shape of a cymbal and removed to let out the hot steam, to be eaten warm as warm roasted meat or fish. A fish that had the music in his heart, as he swam every wave Gd rolled onto his fins.

Music? Can we listen to music all day long? Please? Can we listen to music while we nap our afternoon nap?

Answer: I don't see why not.

SUNKEN TREASURE OF A PIRATE'S SHIP

Pirates. Who were they and who are they now? Sinbad the Sailor Man. The Peg Leg. Wooden arms and wooden legs, a hook for a hand to reach out and grab you! Who were these "pirates", the thieves of the Great Seas. Sailing from Europe, China, tropical islands, wearing high knee level shiny patent leather boots. To do what? To kick like a Russian dancer, but aiming at your gut, but in self-defense?

Ships that sailed at night, robbing other ships, today, modern day yachts. Dancing of Playboys and Playgirls aboard, Hugh Hefner died last year. His ship sunk. Was he a pirate? Legs tied and body chained, hung and then thrown him ashore, Houdini he was not, a rock on his ankle, he sunk to the bottom of the ocean, never to surface, to melt in volcanic lava under seas, while searching for treasure chests, old torn maps that led to nowhere.

Pirates who steal what originally belonged to them and now is in the hands of the thieves who claim innocence? To find the lost treasure, but what is this treasure? Being something you never thought possible? 

Is it a wooden box? A bottle floating in the sea containing a map? Is treasure the water of the seas itself? Are they the stones and seashells scattered on the seashore?

God is invisible and indivisible, but can we see Him? Call to Him and ask Him to appear and to help you. He is your Treasure. God alone, and God only. The One God of Sarah and Avraham, Moses, Aaron, Isaac, Jacob, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah. All of your family tree. The tree being the Etz Hayyim, The Tree of Life. But not to worship the tree.

A pirate whose treasure is not gold or silver. Treasure instead is his relationship to God. Modern day pirates, doctors floating in modern yachts on weekends. Not thieves, instead life savers. Were we duped? A doctor who keeps you alive, and when he is not there, God is with you instead. Wow! How awesome!

To toast a drink to "L' Chaim! To life! To health! To love!"

Love? Love who? To love, be in awe, praise, and thank the God of lovingkindness, ADONAI, for being your constant companion.

Yes, it is possible, you can have it all!      

MIRACLE OF ALASKAN ESKIMOES CHEWING WHALE BLUBBER

A trip to Alaska? Wherever there's snow? Frigid cold climates, how to warm up? Freezing outside warm inside.

Wearing layers and layers of sheep skin. Remembering skidding and sliding during trips to a Forest Preserve with a huge hill, sliding down it in toboggans and sleds. Steering sleds commanding which ever way they turn, avoiding boulders, hanging on for dear life.

Visions of peppermint candy canes with beverages of hot chocolate drinks in heavy stone cups, the skin of burnt milk floating on the top. One slurp and it is all gone. Seconds please?

Ice skating, playing sports hockey, building igloos, creating snowmen as your companions, a carrot for a nose, charcoal bricks as eyes, and a twig as a mouth curling upwards in a compassionate sweet smile.

Not a kid anymore? But you long to be one?

Fighting with your siblings throwing snowballs back and forth, hiding in your snow fort to avoid the entourage. Want to come in? Hot chocolate to sweeten your disposition?

Eskimos in snow forts igloos sewing heavy wool clothing, teeth wearing away as they chew blubber from their latest prey kill, a Blue Whale. Like bubble gum. Always flowing with saliva in the mouth, never thirsty, although a cup of hot water is just a snowfall melting into drinking water, just a small bon fire away.

Childhood memories becoming present day recreations, gum chewing, sibling entanglements, vessels like Jonah's gourds filled to the brim with steaming hot milk, got milk? Yes, in my tummy, peacefully warming my gut, time for another trip up Mount Sinai, to sled down again after seeing a Burning Bush.

Who is the director of this movie? God is our Director, He is Film Maker and Artist, Actor and Writer, call to Him and He will write your stories, books of Memoirs as spoken to Moses, as also spoken to you, as you call to Moses and God and Pray for Their Love.

Love and Fear, Moses and God, hearing voices, seeing things? No, but I wish I was!!