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know 1 here: October 2010

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Sunday, October 31, 2010. Saturday, October 30, 2010. Thursday, October 28, 2010. Wednesday, October 27, 2010. Tuesday, October 26, 2010. Thursday, October 21, 2010. I'm in the process of moving nine websites to a new host. Good times. Monday, October 18, 2010. I took a long walk early this morning and saw these wild flowers - right in the middle of Austin! The sun had just come up, it was very beautiful and oh so sublime. Tuesday, October 12, 2010. Monday, October 11, 2010. Saturday, October 9, 2010.

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Rediscovering the Straw in the Mango: 09/27/09

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Rediscovering the Straw in the Mango. The Nomadic Life of an Unemployed, Yet Interning, Ex-student. Sunday, September 27, 2009. On the Topic of Water. With different parts of the fortress lit with different colored spotlights. We went to bed soon after, preparing for an early morning. A view of Masada and the Judean Desert. Masada scene: bird on tree, men prayer, and the Israeli flag. I couldn't have planned it better myself! Matan, Amir, and Shaked hanging out in a cistern. One of the En Gedi trails.

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We Were Like Dreamers: March 2011

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March 30, 2011. Crack me open, for too long. I've been an unbroken yolk. In a shell, within a nest,. What do you want from me? How can I love? I was made from mud. Sometimes my glowing sparks cut like glass. Sometimes I am the glass. Mother. I don't feel fullness. Right now I only feel my own lack of everything. What is this pretty stick, so crushable? It's green and thinks it knows what new life is. But it hasn't died yet, so how can it know? March 23, 2011. March 15, 2011. Time is standing still for you.

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We Were Like Dreamers: December 2010

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December 19, 2010. So, Hanukkah is long since over, and there's nothin' coming up in the immediate future that those of us not so inclined to celebrate the mainstream holidays can get fired up about. but memories of the tasty latkes consumed within the last few weeks, the warmth of the Hanukkah candles and dozens of poorly played Dreidel games leaving me with scant gelt can linger on. So much tastiness we got from them Germans, with the exception of some of the less edible Ashkenazic foods, like the drea...

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We Were Like Dreamers: February 2011

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February 26, 2011. I want Poetry and I want it Now. I thought I had it all figured out. I thought I had it right, now. Even if my direction was a spiral into the very heart of the earth. But time does rob and give back to me. All I never thought I'd see. I'm stumbling, reminded of your heavy worth. And you must be part of my Arm. Pulling me gently with cords to harder ways. When I don't want to hear it. When all I seek is dissipation, not participation. But I am forced to anyway. February 1, 2011. But no...

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We Were Like Dreamers: August 2011

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August 15, 2011. Ode to a fine field. On saturday, I watched my friend Kim spread sunshine around her neighborhood and a local nursing home, when she was given a car-full of leftover wedding flowers. She's such a loving, giving person, raised in a small town, now bringing that small-town neighbor-love to a bigger city where people don't always trust their neighbors. I love you Kimberly, thank you for being so sweet to me. Hauled out of sea to dry and grow dull. Better to yield to the. The longer the wait.

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We Were Like Dreamers: February 2012

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February 25, 2012. Ekphrasis for the tiny purple buds. Pretty maids all in a row. Oh Mother, how softly your breath blows. The warm spring air. Ripples thru my hair. To the bitter greens. I remember myself and a battle elf. Deep in a dream - is it real as it seems? Mountain laurel full of grace. Make my mind a sacred space. To days at SAC. I walked to school. And broke some rules. Just to see if I was free. A strange boy punk. With hair like a skunk. Wrote me a rhyme. He said he saw me in a field. These ...

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We Were Like Dreamers: October 2010

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October 13, 2010. Tonight I went to a "family Simchat Torah-Atzeret" service at Bethel. They did something entirely new (to me): they unwound the Torah scroll all around the sanctuary and had people stand in a row around the aisles and hold up the parchment. For awhile it remained completely unwound, then they began the slow process of re-rolling, while young people came around and read pre-selected sections. It was beautiful! And to my great delight the Song at the Sea unwound directly in front of me.

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We Were Like Dreamers: Re-Creation

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March 6, 2012. This is the first word-seed, and the word is "flower". What does it take for a flower to bloom? It takes a little room. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. These words are a record of an inner journey. I'm dedicated to listening for the voice of Wisdom. Sometimes that's difficult, because I make so much noise. A Shelter of Words. Beyond Religion with Rabbi Rami. Blog of an Art Admirer and History Lover. Daydreamer Music on the Web. Make Art Like You Care.