Friday, May 17, 2013

The Winner

The one who wins the argument is not the winner; the one who ends it, is.

Sunday, May 05, 2013

Protect Our Speech

"If you say of a rabbi that he does not have a good voice and of a cantor that he is not a scholar, you are  a gossip. But if you say of a rabbi that he is no scholar and of a cantor that he has no voice - you are a murderer." (Rabbi Yisrael Salanter)

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Clouds, Fear, Death and Charity

Ten matters were created, each stronger than the other:

Rock is strong, but iron breaks it.
Iron is strong, but fire melts it.
Fire is strong, but water extinguishes it.
Water is strong, but clouds carry it.
Clouds are strong, but the wind disperses it.
Wind is strong, but the body holds it.
The body is strong, but fear breaks it.
Death, however, is mightier that all the aforementioned.
Tzedakah (charity) is more powerful - it rescues even from death.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Strong Waves ~~~ Calm Waves

Strong waves ~~~ calm waves.
Noisy waves at my feet.

Dark waves ~~~ white waves.
Bubbles grinning as they're beat.

Far off forces find fine waters, fling them freely, frantic flow.

Strength is sought to ride beside, to topple dangers on the go.

Erudition, careful judgement, what will carry, what will fall.

Ride the waves to higher places, the crash is there to make you tall.

Strong waves ~~~ calm waves.
Which came first, noone can say.

Dark waves ~~~ white waves.
Life's right here at the night bay.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

I'm Tired

It's 5:34am, of course I'm tired.
Instead of sleeping, I've been reading about massage mistakes, names, ideas and laws.
I go through this with every new thing that enters my life - India, kidneys ...

Friday, April 19, 2013

6am Shawarma

I don't always spell it with that extra 'a'. Just saying.

So that was on the breakfast menu this mornin in San Juan. It was glorious to see that side of the airport. ("That side" referring to the non dingy and deserted side.) And, of course, "glorious" remind us of Mr. Randy.

I do miss writing here.
The instant responses of Facebook have lured me away.

And now I await for the Father Serach tribe to take me home.

Home. Lots of homes, have I.

One might diagnose that with a lack in the core but b"h it aint so. Especially since the kidney ordeal. Oh I really should've explained the Heavenly meeting scenario and feelings to them all when we were sitting there ("mivtzoyim, ah?!"!!) but wait, Gd runs His world, not me, I can relax.

Welcome to the Island.

Sunday, April 14, 2013

I intend to leave to the airport in 15 hours. I'm all packed.
Yes, I'm okay. 
Er, I think.
:D

Ink and Quill

The world is divided into two categories: those who possess an ink and quill, and those that do not.

With gratitude to the Almighty, I cordially state that I belong to the category of the former.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Things That Happened Today

* Mr. Randy's crazy spider dance

* 3 fingers met 3 fingers

* Ms. Karine ate the cake only cuz I baked it

* 20 minute sports massage turned 90; fell asleep numerous times, feet super relaxed and fell with a thud

* Nalee told me about her friend Chava that she speaks about

* My driver covered his head with his hand, kippah style

* Chatted with "the three bees" on Facebook

* "Ooh, nice eyebrows!"

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Ischial Tuberosity

Welcome to my life, yo.

Get on in with the Iliac Crest, Pubic Symphysis and Greater Trochanter. 

And behave yourself because I don't want to have to use my elbow on a certain permission-seeking Crest of yours.

Thursday, March 07, 2013

Catch 11 Twice @ Bedtime

In bed before Twelve
Let's celebrate the moment
Alas, Twenty Two