
Tuesday, November 06, 2018
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
Monday, November 05, 2018
Saturday, November 03, 2018
Thursday, November 01, 2018
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
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.
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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 […]
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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 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.
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