The struggle of having opinions and hating politics wholeheartedly at the same time.
Often, life seems a cold, hard outgrowth of unfeeling nature. Occasionally, I sense something mystical. I'm not sure what I believe, but I sure know what I hope.
The sacred excavation of helixed antiquity and brand-newness.
Your every step can’t help but grind riots of inquiry into the dusty dirt.
Who knew you could learn so much from some plants?
The passage of time is horrifying to face and acknowledge. But can it lead to something beautiful?
Elad leaves his pregnant wife home alone with two kids as he gallivants around Israel. But it's ok with her, really. Really, it is.
I hesitate to affiliate with any group, but somehow, Jews keep finding and charming me, probably because I'm one of them.
I need you for my starry-eyed revolution, my sexy insurrection.
I am talking about a desirous uprising.
Who will join my love-army of Cosmic Carrots?
