Sunday, March 03, 2013

Egad! The ruins of an ancient blog!

Five years is a long amount of time. It's half a decade. A quarter of century. an eighth of a millennium. (at least one of the calculations above are true) In the course of five years you could finish college, master a new skill, enjoy a bowl of cereal. Or settle down, have two kids and lighten the morbidity of your outlook in life by 99.99999999 percent. (i hope i got the percentage right. i'm not that great with numbers) i'm back and this time for realzees (i hope).

Sunday, January 25, 2009

age before brilliance?

a mind is a terrible thing to waste.
so is a life.

but which is worse: a wasted mind or wasted life?

would you rather live shorter and be more productive than visa versa?

if you could be the next rembrandt, the next beethoven, the next einstein, would you make do with a decreased life span?
or, is the gift of life so precious, so precious it defies personal accomplishment.
does the means justify the ends?

Friday, December 21, 2007

not quite finished....

hee hee hee.
hope you kept the receipt for the headstone...

welcome friends and family to the miraculous rebirth of my little bit of the internet.

believe me, it's really been too long....

p.s.- new rhymes very soon

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

something like family (?)

i thought i had friends
in high places
i thought the flat smiles
on flat faces
were a good sign

but the flat teeth bit
at the hand that pet it
i now nothing more than
flat out regret it
seeing they just want me to flat line

and i'm so struck in amazement
don't know where to begin
eyeing all the black widows
and the bullshit they spin

'cause the webs snare at me
tellin me i'm bad and unwell
as i take interviews from
the foreman of hell

and he shouts
and i hear
and he scares
and i fear
as he openly condemns all my crimes

but i've learned
to keep clear
both my ears
and with time

that i won't dance with the devil
for even all of his dimes
and that only cells of sticks and stones
will be repressive

don't feed me all your crap
you're about as open minded
as a beartrap
in the corner the meek's
about to turn agressive

Sunday, November 19, 2006

we briefly return to our main topic which so quickly became our second topic. (not that i'm complaining by ANY means.............

it's been a long time since i wrote of Israel.....

what a weird place. period.

three major cultures fraction into thousands of offshoots and branches; each distinct and unique, will still -slightly- borrowing concepts from their neighbors.
from the white kippaed rock-throwing chareidim to the russian orthodox monks in their black robes.
the skunk haired arsnim street punks sidestepping the mir student with his black borsolino.
and the american 'exchange' students-weaving through with the chienese tour group wearing the 'jesus saves' tshirts (acquired from the scandinavian scientolgy messiah deluge) on their way to see the dome of the rock.
all being half suspiciously inspected by the 19 year old idf private and the 75 year old ragtag beggar alike.

burning trash; graffiti; sounds of shouting talmud and obscenities- it's all here.

but you got to love it.
like that dysfunctional eclectic member of your family.
you love 'em. no questions asked.

(although they do occasionally piss the hell outta you.)

Wednesday, November 08, 2006


just wanted to share this teeny bit of news with my extended web family:

... AND SHE SAID YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with thanks to God and love to you all, i sign off

Monday, October 16, 2006

zzz- whuzzat?

woke up today (notice how i did NOT say 'this morning'...) and said 'thanks God' when it hit me:
i should be thanking Him for the ability to thank Him.
not only that, but it dawned upon me that as a person grows through the many stages of life, an enormous factor is their gradual ability to 'wean' themselves from their parents' ever-present hand.
though not so between man and his celestial father.
in fact, the more 'mature' (ouch that hurt my brain and palatte) we get, the more dependant we're supposed to be (any objections people?) on our maker.
and even though there are things that we may do that there's-nothing-wrong-with-doing or we aren't taking full advantage of the ability to earn reward (i.e. follow everything that's written in the good book) or even just getting a little 'away time', we/i-'ve always got to remember- 'yes, but is it the right thing?'
is it easier now for me to put on tefillin and learn all day? no. ....maybe-a-drop; but it's definitely gonna get me to think more...(as if i don't do enough of that already)