As if we made up Shabbat.
As if we made this school rule.
As if I gave a damn if you’re shomer Shabbat or not.
Looking at Zionism, war films, Isolationism, and a Jewish army.
Making art was a therapy from feelings that I didn’t know how to express, didn’t understand... It was my crutch. But then I didn’t need it anymore.
I remember the light most of all.
Nothing would change. It would stay cold forever. I would be lost forever. Nothing would change. Except for her, this flower, from green to pink, a glorious three day peak when unfolded, you could breath her in three inches away. Sweet. Even in the rain.
We live in a world where all people are free to act as they please. Nothing about our world is perfect. There is no excuse for sexual violence. We cannot let ourselves be so naive as to resign to our culture and tip-toe around it, instead of tearing it down.
Hell no, don't give me your umbrella, or your coat, not your trains that run on schedule or your buses that lurch and groan, not your cars neither and the rules of the road.
I've got me, and that's enough until I get there.
The changes happening in American politics are just the beginning of a transformation that's happening in every part of our society... including the Jewish world. It's time we prepare ourselves.
Sometimes life's biggest surprises can be found in the smallest details
