Twas the night after Thanksgiving... #tgif #shabbat #toofatty ? #passthegravy #juliachildInstagram

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The disease of conceit. Rainy days are not aimed specifically to ruin or beautify your day. It rains because it rains. Stop acting like a victim or someone extra blessed because things happen that are not in your control. The world does not revolve around you, but you revolve around your world. Only you have the power to take a rainy day and make it a beautiful time. We change plans, change direction and even change our minds. It's called maturation. #growingup #diseaseofconceit #davidliss from "The day of atonement."Instagram

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Thanksgiving has a lot of different definitions for people historically. to me thanksgiving means turkey, pumpkin pie, yams and being with family. Thanksgiving is a day for us all to stop – look around and feel. Each day we should be grateful for every stitch of clothing, health and ability we are blessed with. But every day “should ofs” become words and feelings mumbled or said quickly. Thanksgiving is one day where we are able to stop, look, feel and appreciate everything and everyone. We all have different opinions – some people express them respectfully with an open mind to hear what others may have to say. That is how it should be. Mike Lupica – a sportswriter who used to write for the local tabloids – used to write about a perfect sports day in New York using the players I grew up watching. A day when Tom Seaver is on the mound for the Met’s facing Derek Jeter, first pitch of the game. In centerfield is Mookie Wilson, flanked by Cleon Jones and Darryl Strawberry. First base is Keith Hernandez, Edgardo Alfonzo at 2nd and the younger Jose Reyes and David Wright on the left side. Behind the plate is the Kid, Gary Carter, because no one could stop him from running out there before Piazza and Grote. Mattingly is at first base for the other team (ahem) Randolph beside him and on the left side is Jeter and Nettles, of course. The outfield is Reggie, Mickey Rivers and Winfield. Behind the plate, catching Ron Guidry is the Captain Thurman Munson. (as if there is any question about that). Continues on my blog https://ift.tt/1hbPRfX

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Thanksgiving has a lot of different definitions for people historically. to me thanksgiving means turkey, pumpkin pie, yams and being with family. Thanksgiving is a day for us all to stop - look around and feel. Each day we should be grateful for every stitch of clothing, health and ability we are blessed with. But every day "should ofs" become words and feelings mumbled or said quickly. Thanksgiving is one day where we are able to stop, look, feel and appreciate everything and everyone. We all have different opinions - some people express them respectfully with an open mind to hear what others may have to say. That is how it should be. Mike Lupica - a sportswriter who used to write for the local tabloids - used to write about a perfect sports day in New York using the players I grew up watching. A day when Tom Seaver is on the mound for the Met's facing Derek Jeter, first pitch of the game. In centerfield is Mookie Wilson, flanked by Cleon Jones and Daryl Strawberry. First base is Keith Hernandez, Edgardo Alfonzo at 2nd and the younger Jose Reyes and David Wright on the left side. Behind the plate is the Kid, Gary Carter, because no one could stop him from running out there before Piazza and Grote. Mattingly is at first base for the other team (ahem) Randolph beside him and on the left side is Jeter and Nettles, of course. The outfield is Reggie, Mickey Rivers and Winfield. Behind the plate, catching Ron Guidry is the Captain Thurman Munson. (as if there is any question about that). On the football field there is Joe Namath with Joe Fields protecting him and Weslie Walker in the endzone ball in hand. The Sack exchange and Weslie Walker - remember I chose these players - as Pat Leahy gets ready for the extra point. On the wood we have the NY Knickerbockers facing the Pacers with the 4th quarter at MSG a do over. Ewing also would dunk the next year after an inbound pass from Derek Harper. Pat Riley would wear his championship ring with the Knicks insignia on it and Ewing, Starks, Oakley would ride down the canyon of heroes... Read more at my blogInstagram

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Thanksgiving – Thank you all

Sports is a welcomed distraction from this messed up world. It brings strangers and families together to high five, argue and discuss strategy - second guessing each move and complaining profanely when a hitter cannot hit a 95 mile an hour slider or a 100 mile an hour fastball.  As a baseball fan and an obvious Met's fan (if you know me) our lives revolve around baseball 365 days a year and sometimes even 366 days. The radio in the car, the video on the screens and the updates during every occasion from a wedding to a funeral. As a child calling sports phone listening to the quick update from wherever I was...

If I could build a baseball field in my backyard that would be cool. Ease his pain, Ray. #fieldofdreams #baseball #wiffleball thanks to @thebsbkingInstagram

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Reject hatred and reject conformity. Embrace love and accept diversity… Sometimes wars need to be fought to eradicate the ones who live to kill. Peace is only true if fear is non-existent.

Airbnb agreed to boycott West Bank settlements when it removed settler rental listings Monday from its popular website, even though US law does not bar such posts. https://ift.tt/2KfFSGN #boycottairbnb #notillegal #israeliland #jewishInstagram

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Strange times, celebrating hatred and it's evil messenger. Snakes coil around the tree stump, blocking all air, all blood from keeping life moving forward. Stampedes in the cities, in the suburbs where the children play, where the families pray. Avalanches of blood dripping across the rivers, the oceans - reservoirs of past lives stolen, are overflowing. Reject hatred and reject conformity. Embrace love and accept diversity… Sometimes wars need to be fought to eradicate the ones who live to kill. Peace is only true if fear is non-existent. Strange times, the world is upside down - definitions of the conduct of human beings are mistaken into the sub-human culture it has become. When will the light shine, once again? Once rockets were used for exploration and kites were used for fun - now they have turned them into destructive weapons. Children on the front with their mothers covered up. In places where it's a sin for a woman to expose her face but not to kill an innocent child. It's a long road to atonement when your words have caused others pain. No freeway to forgiveness and no one there to palm grease at the door. Strange times, celebrating haters; unifiers for exclusion. Snakes coiled around the tree making the apples fall all around… Reservoirs of blood and tears...too many people sipping from a wooden cup, red lips and teeth. Reject hatred and reject conformity. Embrace love and accept diversity… Sometimes wars need to be fought to eradicate the ones who live to kill. Peace is only true if fear is non-existent. #peace #love #acceptance #bloodInstagram

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A garden of Freddy's, a swing with a Freddy, standing tall, Freddy. Sunglasses, jeans a hoody and sneakers, Freddy, so unique and what else can I say? A lot apparently... #saturdaynightfever #ishouldbedancing #stayingalive #burnbabyburn #what?Instagram

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The Son of my Father “The point is you have what you need to survive – hope will come and go – you may think that it’s gone but there is always a dimly lit flame of hope inside of you as long as your heart is beating.” Check out my blog for the rest, it's my full name dot comInstagram

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Son of my Father

“The point is you have what you need to survive - hope will come and go - you may think that it's gone but there is always a dimly lit flame of hope inside of you as long as your heart is beating.”

Tom, looking more like the young tommy kicked his left foot, looked to the ground, threw his fingers through his once pure dark hair and said, "is there a way we can go back and start again?" Amanda, with her deep black strapless party iii dress, heels in hand and a couple of tear drops causing her eyeliner to run in each of her grayblue eyes, simply said, "you cant go back, we broke the heart now its time to move on." "Why cant we just go back and start fresh? Pretend that none of this ever happened?" "Because when life happens there scars, footprints, some sort of proof that events occurred. Sort of like hammering a nail onto a wall, just because you pull it out doesnt mean the crack in the wall disappears." #tgif #instashort #love #lifeInstagram

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Once again I will quote Golda Meir, When peace comes we will perhaps in time be able to forgive the Arabs for killing our sons, but it will be harder for us to forgive them for having forced us to kill their sons. And Peace will come when the Arabs will love their children more than they hate us. #istandwithisrael #goldameir #loveInstagram

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Conformity is the the most powerful ingredient to racism, hatred and xenophobia. God created us all individually as unique as each snow flake and each blade of grass. We must always question everything and everyone, most of all, we just question our own behavior and motives. Why? How? Is that true? Are questions only we can respond to, but we must be true to those answers. Otherwise we are just another voice in a crowd drowned out and insignificant. Be significant! #selflove #truth #faith #neverconformInstagram

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Thank you to all who have served, overseas and on our streets. Always facing death to protect and defend. #thankyouforyourserviceInstagram

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May God protect all the living and somehow stop this devastation. Very scary but the fact that it happens year after year and somehow with all the technology in the world nothing has been created to find a way to extinguish or somehow prevent this from happening, is even more frightening. #santaana #pray #CaliforniaInstagram

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Another shooting that steals from the world lives that should not have ended just yet. Innocent human beings shot by a man who was taught to kill and once his job was over was left on his own. #ptsd should be monitored and any soldier returning from a tour should be required to go through therapy. Any license to own any weapon should be revoked. Prayers and hashtagging does nothing to bring back the lives stolen from us. Action must be taken #thousandoaks #life #nomoreprayersInstagram

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To everyone regardless of your belief system, gender or whatever...I wish each and everyone a peaceful Sabbath. True peace, rest and to recapture that for from your inner flame. Sometimes it's hard to see in the dark and you need guidance. If anyone needs a friend or an ear or two, reach out to me anytime. I am easily found. In a world filled with close to 9 billion people or so, no one should feel alone. Freddy fzalta@gmail.com #humanity #family #love #nevergiveupInstagram

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French President is paying tribute to a man who was responsible for the deportation of Jews from France, including the Vel’ d’Hiv raid. That raid in 1941, was when Vichy forces gathered over 13,000 Jews, including thousands of women and children, and sent them to the gas chambers at Auschwitz. #WTF (Source: TheJC.com) @let_my_people_know #france🇫🇷 how quickly they forgetInstagram

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Ready

The temperature is cold and the sky is dark...the morning comes… Birds gossiping in the trees, squirrels mining their acorns and cats moaning in heat. Brooklyn brownstones, streets of cobblestones and the Manhattan Bridge…

When the volume is lowered and the music is barely audible… When the words we try to read look as if they are rained on and blurred out… When the sun shines sporadically and the night comes too early… The radio is blasting out static noises and the television is broadcasting white noisey images. The streets are silent save for the random car traffic. The temperature is cold and the sky is dark...the morning comes… Birds gossiping in the trees, squirrels mining their acorns and cats moaning in heat. Brooklyn brownstones, streets of cobblestones and the Manhattan Bridge… When will I win? When will I win? When… River is dark and rushing along; the bridges tower across it. Young man on a skateboard racing downhill never thinking about the way back up. Street vendors hawking their goods and tourists posing with Freedom behind them. New York City is in black and white today but tomorrow it's forecast to be blue and orange. Brooklyn brownstones, streets of cobblestones and the Brooklyn Bridge… I am ready to win. I am ready to win. I am ready... #punchintheface #freedomInstagram

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If you love anything or anyone, jump up and down, dance and sing. Love is not something you are entitled to, love is a miraculous ongoing difficult adventure. Love is beautiful and offensive, strenuous and calming, frustrating and pleasurable, misunderstood and so on target. It's rare and it's an emotion we all possess. You just grasp it, you must feel it and you must laugh, cry, feel hurt and be healed. Love... Say it, scream it, write it and sing it. Feel it, believe in it's power to arrive any moment, because it will, just keep your heart open for it. Love, ha, it really can make one hurt so much... Separations, phone calls unanswered, letters returned and unrequited kisses and hugs. But if you have it inside of you, it can never leave you. If you love a walk in the park when it's raining and cold, then walk in the park when it's raining and cold. If you love to watch Seinfeld over and over because it still makes you laugh, then watch it over and over. If you love to look into her eyes and swim inside of her, then look into her eyes and never look away. Watch the children play, watch old loves walking hand in hand, hell, watch the Mets play. Love... There are no limits only the ones you place upon yourself. #love #changetheworldInstagram

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Happy national red head day. Everyone should fall in love with a red head at least once in their lives. #nationalredheaddayInstagram

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The front page of today’s Pittsburgh Post-Gazette newspaper. The newspaper printed the Kaddish as the headline of Friday's issue to pay tribute to the victims of the Tree of Life synagogue shooting. #pittsburgh#synagogue#strongerthanhate#prayer#pa#jewish#jews#prayerInstagram

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Sensories in Life

roll up them shades and feel the breath of the sun upon your skin

Where is the warm breeze, where is the sun? Song in your head, keeps repeating itself. There is a leaf, blown in while the door was open, it's yellow with brown edges. Her image in your head, it just keeps popping up. There is a scar upon my chest it must have happened when I was asleep. 50 years and it went so fast. Too many people come and gone, vacancies which can never be filled. Empty rooms with rolled down shades, cold breezes and ice on the windows. Song in my head now, can you see her smile, now? I can hear her laughter in my head, I can see her running to the falls, clothes falling to the passing ground, I can see her disappearing and me standing there lost for words. Morning comes, she wakes me with her kiss… Say goodbye to the night, say goodbye to the dark, roll up them shades and let the sun shine in. Let, the sun shine in. Like a song, that won't leave your head, like her smile and the dreams of her living in the real world, like the clouds blowing away, time flying, sun is shining… Feel the sun. Feel the sun. Let the sun shine in. #alive #love #warmth #sunInstagram

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Too many legends in one shot. Thank you @gq for including me in this. #freddyzalta #sylvesterstallone #harrisonford and othersInstagram

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Sometimes i look in the mirror and I cannot believe who is looking back at me. A good man, for sure. Definitely not normal which is a good thing. But a man who has weathered storms and is ready for the sunshine. The best is yet to come #future #Freddy #halloween #olderbutnotoldInstagram

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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 ✡️ 📷 @cbspittsburgh 🌎 Pittsburgh, PA 📰 Everyone Has A Story, What's Yours? 📧 editor@humansofjudaism.com 📱 www.humansofjudaism.com #⃣ #humansofjudaismInstagram

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Another old newspaper I found. Golda Meir to Anwar Sadat upon his arrival, "What took you so long?" These two men had courage and foresight to understand that the future is peace and that war is an end. #begin #sadat #israel #goldameirInstagram

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Please spread the word, use hastag #nomorehatred Instead of prayers we need action. Regardless of your faith or even if you do not believe in a higher power. Do one good deed for each of these individuals. Only good can conquer evil.Instagram

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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

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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

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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. יְהֵא שְׁלָמָא רַבָּא מִן שְׁמַיָּא וְחַיִּים עָלֵינוּ וְעַל כָּל יִשְׂרָאֵל. וְאִמְרוּ אָמֵן. [אמן]עוֹשֶׂה שָׁלוֹם בִּמְרוֹמָיו הוּא יַעֲשֶׂה שָׁלוֹם עָלֵינוּ וְעַל כָּל יִשְׂרָאֵל וְאִמְרוּ אָמֵן. [אמן] #pittsburgh #treeoflife #jewsInstagram

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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

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A country the size of Israel and the impact it has on the world in positive ways proves that size doesn't matter. Medicine, technology, entertainment and morality in a immoral world. עם ישראל חי #istandwithisrael #fauda @razshechnik https://ift.tt/2AtWcRf

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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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Time passes and life continues. I know you are watching and I know you are smiling. Somewhere over the rainbow there are treasures to be enjoyed. You have physically ascended, yet somehow your presence is felt; like the warm sun or a cool breeze. Invisible to the eye but strong to the touch, never ceasing, always in our hearts. #biged #thursdaythoughts #loveInstagram

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Happy #nationalpastaday what kind of world would this be without pasta tomato sauce and cheese? #enjoyfood #pasta #ladieseatingpastaInstagram

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He sits in deep thoughts in rememberable of time and once crowded streets. In a city that was tough and gentle and love that had a gentle touch. He has no spark left, he sings to himself and runs unnoticed except for his gait. There are no more fantasies expected in reality, just surviving will have to cut it. No more sparkly dreams No more wondering when No more stories about the train and the riders No more songs about the last time He is sitting there, no light in his eyes Who stole it or did he sell it to the man living on the border line by the river Diablo? That tall man with the crooked conscience who will never learn how to live true… It's sad when you really think about it but who has time or energy to think anymore. These days near the end, these days if atonement, near this new beginning, will we ever truly comprehend or will it be dark once the sun sets…. For the final time and the dirt is thrown over the oak where no roses grow. The man he grins but it's far from a smile. He knows all ends are simply beginnings, so he grins and now it feels like a velvety smile. He is thinking about that place, where the birds always sing, where the river water is clean, the sky is always blue and the dusk clouds are red. Where we are given dreams and time, love and touch, tough and gentle… Gentle touch. #ftrain #wednesday #poetry #instapoem #publishme #twitterInstagram

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Tough and Gentle

He is sitting there, no light in his eyes Who stole it or did he sell it to the man living on the border line by the river Diablo? That tall man with the crooked conscience who will never learn how to live true… It's sad when you really think about it but who has time or energy to think anymore.

Tough and Gentle

He is sitting there, no light in his eyes Who stole it or did he sell it to the man living on the border line by the river Diablo? That tall man with the crooked conscience who will never learn how to live true… It's sad when you really think about it but who has time or energy to think anymore.

Drama classes for adults begins November 8th Drama class for students grades 7-12 begins November 11th. I guarantee satisfaction! First class for grades 7-12 is FREE - if the student wants to continue they can continue - if not, well, you spent an hour with me and some other people - not the worse thing! (I dont think so at least) call or text me 718-938-1319Instagram

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There is a consistency to a good silent cry. There are tears and words, lost for reasons. Heaves, sighs and deep breaths in... And out. Time cut short, time can take so long, in the dark, when the sounds, from the streets never cease. Not the occasional barking dog, but the frequent fraudulent sounds of distant cries. Of lonely strangers, strap hangers lost and afraid. Off the road, off the path of traditional piety. Do you sense the time passing, in the dark, with the songs of the dead or the lost? The time crawls towards the corner sewer where the hidden cultures are celebrating another suburban miracle with acorns and left over rain water, toasts made. Love missionaries tramp the air as broken hearts scatter across the floors, the curbs, the asphalt littered with blood, sweat and tears. Life is filmed, inconsistently, from a balcony overlooking Union Square, a pigeon eye view of life's broken warriors, arrows, guns, no bows, no bullets. Cold air coming in from the river on the east side of the island, where the giant eagle once landed and lives were saved. Songs, poems, plays, soliloquies, beggars and lovers using words to change the courses of time. But the night drags on as the water flows against the curb into the sewer, into the champagne glasses raised in a toast to... Life? Love? Health? Auld Lang syne? Long lost friends, long lost ideas, hopes and clarity. Ruminations, thunderstruck, clouded over and shrouded into a dark corner. With incessant voices, from another time, same place. Open doors, frozen windows and shadows across the floor. A newborn baby is crying, snowless winter evening, nothing to show for the cold still night. I got this scar above my eye, you can touch it if you'd like. I got this scar above my eye, you can heal it with your touch. Prayers, like silent cries, is it only a wall or is it something more? An evening, a love song, a dance all alone. An abscess within, cross the aisle to the right, eyes wide open, hair tiered in colors black and gray, a cup of tea to help fulfill the promises of... Something. Echoes in the streets, words, whispered, words shouted and other words sung. Words written, pushed into the wall.... #monday #poemInstagram

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Kid looks like me, nasty #naughty #Sunday #soap #soulsearching #twitter beneath the grime there is a Freddy that is hiding #strangeInstagram

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You run out of breath

You see, there is this vortex… The old tale of selling one's soul… It happens every day. I know I have a soul but sometimes I feel I must've lost it in the flood, it went floating in a spin, down the drain, where people with false smiles and goods to sell, wear bright and shiny suits and say what is needed to say.

You run out of breath. When your mind tells you to run but your heart just isn't in it… Logic and need dictate my day and my soul cries out at night At what point do we listen to the memes and the screams to live as we choose, to “do what we love?" At what point does our heart give in to what our soul desires? I've been living in this soulless stratosphere, a man who thrives off of souls and healing hearts. Been failing and falling all along. Self sabotage? Poor decisions and extreme gravitational pulls towards the darkness. A pill cannot stop one from being sucked into the vortex, only action can. But there are bills to pay and mouths to feed… How much longer until this old heart breaks down again? Time has been stuffed with false optimism and spoon fed lies; willingly allowing consumption of the dosage that was prescribed to me. You see, there is this vortex… The old tale of selling one's soul… It happens every day. I know I have a soul but sometimes I feel I must've lost it in the flood, it went floating in a spin, down the drain, where people with false smiles and goods to sell, wear bright and shiny suits and say what is needed to say. A shaken hand, an agreement, “take good care of my soul, sir.” " Don't worry,” he smiles, "you won't need it where you are going. You won't need it if you want to live here. Amongst the trees and flowers, where gray and white are the only colors that you can see. Where music is stoic and the weather is always overcast with a chance of a shower. You'll be fine.” He winks and walks away laughing. You sleep and you dream, your optimism has been strangled by too many doses of reality spiked with negativity. You dream while you are awake and you know you can change the world. The phone rings and you are consumed with cancerous thoughts. Your heart beats and the night is coming on fast… “Hold on," you whisper to yourself,”it's time to take back what never should have been given away “ #soul #life #fridayfeeling #healmyheart #savemysoul #tgif #poetryofinstagramInstagram

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🛑 Earlier today, IDF destroyed a #Hamas terror tunnel, leading from #Gaza into #Israel. 1 tunnel = about $3 million. To put in context, that aid could've been used to build: 🏥 20 Medical clinics 🏫 6 Schools 🏡 85 homes 🕌 7 Mosques And to provide: Electricity ⚡️ & Food 🍽️ https://t.co/IvVIARaand #istandwithisrael #stopterror #istandwithhumanity #truepeace #thursdaythoughtsInstagram

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Another update! Adults only drama class. Regardless of your experience in drama this class is going to be filled with character development, improvisation exercises, scene readings and learning... All combined with a lot of fun. Please send me a message or email me fzalta@gmail.com ****This is a separate class from the 6-12 grade class**** The time will be set based on what works best for attendees.Instagram

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Over and over again the brainwashed citizens of the Palestinians kill. All they know is to kill never to grow or to love. While Israel bends over backwards to send aid to their enemies who are in distress, the earthquake victims, Syrian refugees and Palestinians in need. The Palestinians kill and destroy over and over. All they are taught us destruction and the promise of reward for murder. When will the world see just what it is Israel is faced with on a constant basis? When will people learn to condemn the evil and to embrace the good? 🕯BDE CONDOLENCES: Victims of yesterdays terrorist attack in Israel, Kim Levengrond Yehezkel, 28 year old mother and Ziv Hajbi, 35 year old father. May their memories be a blessing. 📷 @standwithus 🌎 Israel 📰 Everyone Has A Story, What's Yours? 📧 editor@humansofjudaism.com 📱 www.humansofjudaism.com #⃣ #humansofjudaism #istandwithisrael #istandwithhumanity #ichooselife #ichooselove #irejecthatred #irejectdeathInstagram

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I am going to be teaching 6 through 12 graders the power of acting. Through different acting exercises we will have a lot of fun while also learning how to perform on stage. While the goal is to learn how to act, other goals such as gaining self confidence, public speaking and making new friends. #dramaclass #comedy #brooklynInstagram

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In a strange cafe, waiting for the river current to guide me right, guide me right #patience #life #allintimeInstagram

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