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.

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.