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Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Tuesday, October 30, 2018
The Pittsburgh @Penguins are wearing special “Stronger Than Hate” patches on their jerseys tonight in a show of support for the victims of the mass shooting at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Squirrel Hill over the weekend. According to the Penguins, each player will sign their jersey after the game and they will be made available for auction. The jersey auction will continue until noon on Nov. 12. During the pre-game ceremony, the Penguins played a special video, then held an 11-second moment of silence, one for each of the lives lost at the synagogue. 11 seconds of silence for 11 lives lost. Joyce Fienberg Richard Gottfried Rose Mallinger Jerry Rabinowitz Cecil Rosenthal David Rosenthal Bernice Simon Sylvan Simon Daniel Stein Melvin Wax Irving Younger ✡️ 馃摲 @cbspittsburgh 馃寧 Pittsburgh, PA 馃摪 Everyone Has A Story, What's Yours? 馃摟 editor@humansofjudaism.com 馃摫 www.humansofjudaism.com #⃣ #humansofjudaismInstagram
Sunday, October 28, 2018
Don't mess with us, no matter how powerful no matter how large and no matter how many armies you have... We are protected. Egypt, Romans, Greece, Spanish, Germans and so many more have died trying to destroy us. Our answer has always been unyielding faith, tradition, law, family and education. So give it a try, you may win some battles but you will never win the war.Instagram
Over and over, the leaves fail from the shaken trees. Hurricane force winds filled with hatred. Love has been stolen, world's destroyed and all we have are the names of the lost. When will the world stop spinning when will the sun feel our pain, our feelings of desperation. The devil is in the human hearts which have no sense of humanity. On an Autumn day of rest, a hurricane breeze and the tree is shaken... But never broken. #squirrelhill #treeoflife #amyisraelhaiInstagram
Saturday, October 27, 2018
No more prayers, no more handshakes and smiles. Strength and blessings, replaced by blessing the world He created according to His will. What kind of world inhabits such demonic hatred? You cannot make sense of the senseless. How can one comprehend hatred, when all we seek is love? This hatred is a cancer that is destroying humanity quicker than a wild fire consumes the Earth. Winds of violence blowing... Pulling down the trees of life, on a day of rest. Hatred is always at work conspiring destruction of love and lives. When will it end? May there come abundant peace, Grace, loving kindness and compassion, long life, ample sustenance from the father who is in heaven and earth and say Amen. - Jewish mourners prayer. 讬ְ讛ֵ讗 砖ְׁ诇ָ诪ָ讗 专ַ讘ָּ讗 诪ִ谉 砖ְׁ诪ַ讬ָּ讗 讜ְ讞ַ讬ִּ讬诐 注ָ诇ֵ讬谞讜ּ 讜ְ注ַ诇 讻ָּ诇 讬ִ砖ְׂ专ָ讗ֵ诇. 讜ְ讗ִ诪ְ专讜ּ 讗ָ诪ֵ谉. [讗诪谉]注讜ֹ砖ֶׂ讛 砖ָׁ诇讜ֹ诐 讘ִּ诪ְ专讜ֹ诪ָ讬讜 讛讜ּ讗 讬ַ注ֲ砖ֶׂ讛 砖ָׁ诇讜ֹ诐 注ָ诇ֵ讬谞讜ּ 讜ְ注ַ诇 讻ָּ诇 讬ִ砖ְׂ专ָ讗ֵ诇 讜ְ讗ִ诪ְ专讜ּ 讗ָ诪ֵ谉. [讗诪谉] #pittsburgh #treeoflife #jewsInstagram
Friday, October 26, 2018
If… (or friday night candles)
If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum.
Fill up the car with gas, check the oil and make sure the tires and brakes are good. Pack up your comfort clothes and bring the chargers and your laptop. Bring your contact lenses and your reading glasses. It's gonna be a long ride… Sharpen up your writing skills and learn to act on stage. Trim your four day old beard and bring some gel and ban...coffee cup and memories in hand. There’s a song playing on the radio - Alice Cooper - how you gonna see me now? If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. Fill up the car with gas...the highway is aglow with the steady traffic and folks goin’ home. Take me, take me home...into your arms...dance with me tonight… Friday - we light the candles and gather...it's the best nights of my life...you make it brighter you make everything seem so right. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. Home again - its been only a short while but I don't understand where I have been. Dark days and illuminated evenings...alone while you sat by my side... If depression is a shackle then then a prison is only a locked door. If depression is a shackle then then a prison is only a locked door. If depression is a shackle then then a prison is only a locked door. You light those candles to bring me the light I desperately seek... You are my light... If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If you are only my partner then a storm is only a slight breeze. My heart, my heart...it has been pulled apart and taken out - you healed me... Friday aromas, Saturday morning memories a lifetime of gatherings and defining the power of love. Physically insanely beautiful that is dwarfed by the beauty that exists within you. The power of you streams through your eyes, your smiles... If you are simply a human the world is simply a mass of water and dirt, nothing more. #grateful #shabbatshalom #love #fridaynightcandles #lovearomasInstagram
Thursday, October 25, 2018
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
What has been going on between the antifa movement and the Republicans is becoming a civil war. The country is divided. It's time for this country to unite and to find a way to accept differences of opinion and engage in intelligent and respectful dialog. All human beings should be respectful to each other, to all living things. I don't know all the labels, LGBT etc. But who cares? Respect one another, you don't have to be friends but why be enemies? Follow the law - do not do onto others what you would not want done to you. Is that so difficult? If you see someone hurting, help them. If you see someone hungry help feed them. If you see someone homeless try and provide shelter. It's hard, life is hard and no matter how hard you think it is, it is always harder for other people. Whether you believe in a higher power, whichever you believe in, or if you do not believe... That doesn't mean differences of opinion or belief should be despised. Acceptance and dialog. Love is the ultimate answer Stop this hatred and all this divisiveness. Let us be United in this life we live. It's better together than separate. #bombs #whitepowder #acceptance #news #breakingnews #twitterInstagram
Most of the colors have faded, the sun is on the beach somewhere and there is a cold gust of loneliness being thrust onto these tracks. No train coming, nothing in sight. No time for dreaming, maybe tonight. When the street lights turn on, the purple sky above us, the winds blowing and the sounds […]
Most of the colors have faded, the sun is on the beach somewhere and there is a cold gust of loneliness being thrust onto these tracks. No train coming, nothing in sight. No time for dreaming, maybe tonight. When the street lights turn on, the purple sky above us, the winds blowing and the sounds of Brooklyn's songs begin to play. In the schoolyards, the street corners and the abandoned playgrounds. Where most of the colors have faded but they brighten up in the night. With the sounds of her voice and the sense of her love.... #home #brooklyn #wednesday #oyvey #love #instapoetry #poemoftheday #picofthedayInstagram
Monday, October 22, 2018
Whispers of Memories
Scenes from an old coffee shop in Coney Island where we used to go...too much sugar in that small cup made your tongue taste sweeter than it should have. It must have been me, must have been my fault. I had no idea, I had no clue - I still have no idea and have no clue - but I can act the part and write the lines myself.
We whisper goodbye and then hello again. I’d love to sit down with you and see how life has treated you; can you make that happen? Whispers, whispers… Scenes from an old coffee shop in Coney Island where we used to go...too much sugar in that small cup made your tongue taste sweeter than it should have. It must have been me, must have been my fault. I had no idea, I had no clue - I still have no idea and have no clue - but I can act the part and write the lines myself. Pull the needle from the record, we’ve heard that song too many times. Pull the string from the ceiling and let the light turn on. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun... #tongue #love #tbt #photooftheday #instapoetryInstagram
Just when you think you have it hard, you see someone who has it harder than you. Life is not fair and the judge can sometimes seem asleep, gavel in hand, casting judgments like words in the dark. See me, free me - gather them years lost and put them in a basket for a picnic. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if there was no rain today? Ah, those memories, photographs captured in the clouds above us. Music playing in the distance, right by the swings and the slides. I think it's Ricky Nelson singing about a garden party or perhaps it Don Mclean trying to stay alive. Phone ringing in the distance, through a window, in a house just across the street. It's ringing and ringing and the aroma of something tasty in the oven. Memories of life’s time’s that came and went - with the touch of her hand and a kiss goodbye. On the porch of our hotel room in Cleveland, a cold evening and no moon. FZ #monday #memories #cleveland #instapoetry #picofthedayInstagram
Friday, October 19, 2018
Big shoes, big hats, colorful clothing to mask so much betrayal. You show no sympathy for the devil, a clown in disguise. You simply place a coin into his cup say good luck and walk away. Stranger mists among the strangers who walk among us. We welcome them in with open arms, love has currency as does a smile and an open window. Guitar strings plucked, piano strings out of luck once again. Raise a glass to family, make a toast to friendship and take a bow at the end of the play. An actor walks away, still in makeup and costume. The lines across his face tell a different story of lives played, lives stolen, love lost and heart frozen. Goodnight, #tgif #actor #life #instapoetry #instapoem #fridayfeelings #twitterInstagram
Thursday, October 18, 2018
Clowning
I want to embrace but she is holding her arms across her chest. I need to love but I am lost on a stage filled with jest, the joke, the jokes, they are laughing at me.
Memories, photographs, mind scenes refreshed and rewritten, edited, if you will, history redux to soothe us in the present. The wind keeps blowing, can you sense me coming? The sun keeps shining, can you feel my love? The darkness still darkening the pulse inside your head. Can you remember my smile? Lost, again, lost. I held her hand, she shook free and walked away. Was it something I didn't do? Was it something I didn't say? Lost fragments of an old treasure map whose treasure is the knowledge under some trees. In some garden, in Eden, or is it just me? Snow blown cold, sand storms and raindrops keep falling on my head. I want to speak but she is searching for something. I want to embrace but she is holding her arms across her chest. I need to love but I am lost on a stage filled with jest, the joke, the jokes, they are laughing at me. Can't you hear them? The audience ain't fooled by the spoken words, it's all revealed once they've pulled out the sword. From my heart, from my chest, from my soul. #clown #instapoetry #twitter #sometimes #laughterInstagram
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