While discussing times of high-livingness and moments of sudden, ecstatic resolution in my life (perhaps I should detail some of these someday-- you might find one or two in your wanderingstu: romania archive), I uttered some sort of pithy summation of my deepest yearnings:
The point of life is to be tapped into the true source of being.
Ugh.
It sounded great on a hillside overlooking the terraced olive groves.
Now it sounds like poopy.
But I wanted to get it out there.
Wanderingstu.com is a soundingboard, brethren and sistren, not a polished museum piece.
Now get some damn comments up here before i cry again.
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Barry---
a link to the guy? because al tikra "germania," ele "gemara" ?? i don't unnerstand.
okay, no crying from lack of posts, please. but, being as how it's 6:30 AM and i'm gearing up for token jew syndrome to go into full effect when i get to work, i really enjoyed my daily dose of stu's judaism. it's like a morning cup of coffe(or chai in my case, since i don't drink coffee)it gets me going-
i'll write more when i'm not in a rush, but keep the good stuff coming!!!
love,
jennifer
not to be the compulsive comment poster here, but however, on my recent visit to www.heebmagazine.com (a website some of you might take offense to or not enjoy the humor, while others will fall on the floor from enjoyment and laughter)
i was checking up on the status of my boyfriend's chanukah present and read the mission statement of heeb magazine, and thought it was worth posting on here.
enjoy. it made me laugh.
"Heeb is the roiling product of so many drunken postmillennial nights on the mean streets of the Lower East Side. It is an ambitious antitrust investigation into the monopoly on God. It is a sweaty prizefight between hip hop and sushi in this corner and klezmer and kugel in the other. It is the bastard love child of Emma Goldman and Lenny Bruce. It is a plague on modern-day pharaohs replete with miraculous jailbreaks and a nice little riot or two. It is a Carnival cruise to the Garden of Eden with all-you-can-eat cheesecake and Parliament as the house band. Hallelujah"
huh-- jerry and tommy (hey! them;s some cartoon animals, ain't they?) are much deeper than me. i don't unnderstand what they sez at all.
Jerry-- sure we are always tapped in. and we are always in ecstasy too-- it's just we don't realize it much (98% of the time, in my case).
Tommy-- same thing--- what's defeated if the question is- why ain't i aware of being tapped in (even if i always am).
You'll have to explain the feedback model better, 'cuz i'm slow
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