rhapsodic....

there exists......no question,,,,,a kind of rhythmic precision in the atmosphere......
seemingly random situations later become 'works of genius'......
trials and tribulations in ones life somehow transmute to
'power points' on a resume.....
what we see is decidedly NOT what we get!
but in retrospect, it becomes very very clear that these viewed moments were never actually meant to be 'gotten'......
and so it goes.......
your most sparkling and opulent 'silver' service is really only 'silver plate'.....
those pettipoints from the 'old country'.....they are trashed in someones garage......meaningless......
but there is a vacuous space in your heart when you remember them......
things that you once perceived as personal 'betrayal' now seem to really have nothing to do with you at all!
and Tahiti.......that secret , blue place......
they DO , in point of fact, have passover matzoh there!!!
A MIRACLE!!!!
YOU CAN GO!!!!! YOU WILL GO, by god!!!!
and what of the tarantulas there??
will the canopied netting over the bed be enough to ward off those crazy creatures???
a tarantula bite would not be a fair or just 'afikomen' trade......
hmm.....