sustained ellegance......

it is, decidedly, amidst those challenging and disconcerting times, that opportunities for REAL GROWTH appear in but a window of a moment......
and if one is 'quick' enough on the uptake!, this small window can be the gateway through which 'miracles' can occur.....
or rather, through which one can MANIFEST MIRACLES!!
so, my friends, watch closely for a smidgen of translucent light amid troubled and chaotic waters, and i PROMISE YOU that if you follow that little particle of potential through its trans formative opening, you will find PURE, UNDILUTED MAGIC on the other side!!!
I PROMISE!!!
and from that point onward, the magic will abound!!!
truckloads of crazy and gorgeous situations and colors and smells and statements and possibilities will appear at your front doors!!!!

i know!!!!
it sounds far fetched!!!!
i know!!!

i guess the point is really that you gotta believe in life and greatness and poetry and GOD!!!

your people will not desert you!!!
your deity will forever shine His light upon your faces......

conscious, decided elegance......
this is the assignment.....

i wish for you all of the greatness that surrounds you already!!!

enjoy blitz ens blintzes!!!!

goddess x........

simple mathematics.....

the elementary and rudimentary facts are quite conclusive.....
Einsteins theory of relativity actually does pan out.....
put two moving trains, in diametrically opposing directions on a fast track of parallel dimension ......
one cannot really situate and substantiate the true value from iconic perception......
similarly.....put two opposing aficionados into a jurrored courtroom......
lend parallel dissolution and dissemination to each opposing argument....
and situate these arguments in like context.....
which side will reign victorious??

what are the seeming, 'precipitating factors' being included in either sides case??
how can one really know whether the actual truth is as evident as some relative byproduct with similar properties??
wherein lyeth the 'position best taken'??

pondering.....pondering.......
likening.....

hearkening.......

fruit to continuously build the muscle of the mind upon.....

natural sugar.......

and perfection heads on up the road.....

and its sunny and mild and clean......
and the emptiness is really 'roominess'......
and cozy is as cozy does.....

the pizza is chalav yisrael........
derived from fine, Israeli cows!!
AND ITS HOLINESS IS 'MARK'ED....

AND WE HAVE WAITED THE MANDATORY SIX HOURS......
posthumously.....

it is the eve of 'dairy deliberation'.....
blintzes and blitz en!!!
eggnogalicious!!!!
made with Israeli milk........

the politics of pizza!!!!
ahhhh......the politics of pizza.....

we find dilemma in EVERYTHING......
and if, per chance, we cannot find it......
well then.......WE CREATE IT!!!

WE, THE PEOPLE OF THE DILEMMA.......
we walk proudly........

in hairnets made from blitz ens horns!!.....
oops!!
wrong holiday!!!

its all melding together......melding.......
insinuating.....deliberating......pontificating......

the shofarim are blowing!!!!
ode to piety!!!
ode to bliss!!!!

Machiavellian.........

TOO MUCH NEGATIVITY ON SUCH GORGEOUS, COLOSSAL DAYS!!!

NO!!! NO!!!!
THE NEGATIVITY THREATENS TO OVERTAKE THE LANDSCAPERS
TUNDRA......
WE MUSTN'T ALLOW THE EBBING AND FLOWING TO RESULT IN MULCH DEFICIT.....
NO!!! NO!!!!
HEAVEN IS SINGING AND CHIRPING AND 'HANDLING' THE IRED AND IRKSOME CALCULATIONS.......
MISANTHROPES ARE GETTING UP ON THEIR HARLEY'S FOR RIBS ON A STICK AND CORN FRITTER PIE!!
NO!! NO!!!
ALL WILL BE AS IT SHOULD BE.......REST ASSURED, MS JONES......
ANOMALIES AND HAIRCUTS AND FREEDOM FIGHTING AND HUMMUS.........
OH, MI COM PADRES, THE LIST IS ENDLESS AND DISJOINTED AND DECOMPOSED.........THE LISTS.....AHHH....THE LISTS........
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS???
FOREVER IN OUR ROLODEXES!!!
AHHHHH......YES WE CAN!!!!!
BELIEEEEEE DATTTT!!!!!

and the red flame continues to 'wax' poetic....

filling the feminine atmosphere with sugary, sweet energy....
taking the 'obstacles' from the aura which surrounds us,
(6 ft in every direction),
and literally transmuting the particles into unlimited potential........
into love.....
for without love, the sun would cease to shine its sinewy light upon our 'deprived', dehydrated bodies.....
and that would indeed be a shame and a crime of nature.....
we are here to enjoy, to feast upon the elemental gifts abounding.....
there is no question with regard to this basic tenant...
having said that, hedonism is most certainly, perfunctorily NOT the goal....
rather, aspiration toward happiness....bliss even.....
within the constant parameters of discipline....of virtue.....of generosity....
of extreme consideration for the plights and even the CONCERNS of others.....
for they, indeed, will benefit from our endorsment and support.....
a fine, red flame reminds us to respect and cherish the universe......
divine, really......
goddess xrebbetzin......

someone once told me.....

that the thing that bothers you at the onset of a relationship.....
an annoying quality.....
the suggestion of something less than desirable....
a red flag, if you will......
that by and large, that very same trait is the one that eventually rears its ugly head in a way that is TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE.....
at which point, there is really no alternative, but to call it a day.......
and to walk away......
for leopards, in no uncertain terms, do not change their spots.......
rather......the spots begin to take OVER THE otherwise 'vanilla' situation.......
and before you know it, you are lying, face down, on a black, rough, cold piece of burlap, itching and clawing to try and free yourself from its grasp......
and it is NOT PRETTY, my friends......
it has shown its miserable , rotten teeth to all who spectate.......
and the molasses that oozes from its toxic throat will certainly result in a massive SINUS INFECTION.......
beware, my pretties, of leopards attempting to dress in tutus, for the sake of 'faking you out'!!!!!
for once the pink toile has been thrown aside, all that will be left is a shrinking, messy, old violet, with grey eyes and crooked teeth.......
driving an ugly, old lexus......

upon the hill.......

the grass is becoming greener.....greenest.....the color of extreme healing.......
powerful color......
no no......not the color of CASH!!!!
throw those archaic concepts out the proverbial windows of your SUVs, and think HEALING......
new ideas are flying through the atmosphere, intermittently mixed with the pollen from the trees of life......
esteemed......elegant......
potential, my friends!!
it is poised in front of your doorways, waiting to ring the bell of karmic melody......
just listen for the chime!!!
like st Marys at Christmas time......
like the sound of the shofar.....poignant....unmistakeable.....irrevocable......
calling attention to the end of oppression....to the end of enslavement.......

a question of acknowledgment........

there are those....
you know them......im certain!
who simply REFUSE to acknowledge a moment of levity, profundity, serendipity....
the moment passes, within a sort of pregnant-pause-ish capsule of 'awkwardness'.....
and the deliverer of the HUGE MOMENT goes unacknowledged.....
without a modicum of thanks or credit.....
he then slips away into infinity......feeling under-appreciated, unfulfilled........
and most certainly NOT FUNNY......

this 'syndrome', if you will, is somewhat tragic,
for the deliverer of the profundity is actually
A FREAKING GENIUS!!!!
HILARIOUS!!!!

but because he declared his triumph to an unforgiving ingrate, he will now apply for a job at the local supermarket, never to accomplish and revel in his true potential.....

angels walking the earth......

someone once told me that the 'angels' who walk on earth today
are 'yesterdays reformed devils'....
the statement stayed with me.....
made me look at myself more closely.....introspectively.....honestly.....
made me examine why it is that one would make such a suggestion to ME......
WAS I A DEVIL???
DEVIL-ISH???
what is a devil , after all???
i was impish.....spoiled....perhaps even reckless at times......
but a DEVIL????
do Jews even really believe in such a creature??
does doing devilish things necessarily make one a DEVIL???

i like devilled eggs!!!
ill grant him that!!

and devils food cake, to be sure!!!

but im a good good girl........YES I AM!!!!
I AM NOT A DEVIL!!!

nonetheless....something resonates in that statement......something unfinished.......

well........no matter.......
the tugboat leaves for SIAM AT DAWN........
THEY WILL ALL BE ABOARD!!!!

the carpenters.......the politicians.....

not to worry!!!
haste makes waste!!!

the Siamese warriors will be preparing a feast for the workers.....
foit de gras.......
en masse......

and for desert........DEVILS FOOD CAKE!!!

no coincidences.....

i sit atop my roost, as it were, in the 'actual airspace' of the dome of the mosque.....
what on earth am i doing here??
in this, of all places??
what powerful message is embedded in the actual location of my sojourning?
what quest will merit the tipping scales of my Judaic meanderings?

is 'peace' the ultimate aspiration?
can there be peace in a theologically disputed world??

where are the SIMPLE answers?
one plus one equals WHAT??

TAKE A MAN WHO IS WILLING TO BLOW HIMSELF UP, IN THE NAME OF HIS BOOK, AND ANOTHER MAN WHO IS ONLY REALLY THE 'SUM TOTAL' OF HIS BOOKS......

throw these two disparate characters into a blender.......
and watch the bloodshed unfold.....
veritable buckets of blood and guts and tears and teachings and UTTER SPECULATION.......
to be sure......

and yet....and yet......

we continue to hope, against hopes, that somehow we will find our way........
a way far removed from the familiar routes weve traveled upon......

food for extreme and clear thought.....

hummus and tahina for the soul??

extinguish the pain, Ribbono Shel Olam....

we beseech you.......

so our world is filled with diatribe.......

...and innuendo......
and it is our 'collective job', it seems, to sift through the minutia and superfluous 'gobbledygook',
in order to find 'truth'....
for truth, my pets, is the ONLY CONSIDERATION......
it is not a perception.....it is reality......
truth will set the pirates apart from the ladies who ride 'side saddle'upon the thoroughbreads of yesterday......
truth will remove the blindfold from the old man in the wheelchair, sitting atop the cliff, teetering
upon the edge....
ive said it before....
truth will leave us naked and vulnerable in its wake.....only to then find answers to the puzzles that have been shaking around, half-baked, in the third eye of our unconscious......

dont be afraid,' girly girls', to uncover that which waits for you at the end of the long and arduous path......

mommys vernacular..........

its just as simple as that...really......
Mommy's verbiage is filled with root chakra....

red, red roses are bursting the blanket of 'smoke and mirrors' wide, wide open.........

and beneath said 'layers' of mist are frightened, superfluous entities, with ipods and nose-rings...
there is REALLY nothing to get all 'up in arms' about......

just FILLER......
unctuous, jellied air.......
ripe to the touch.....hot......HOT, JELLIED AIR.......to feast upon......

those ribs are soundin pretty good 'bout now!!!

cant get much fill on air......

nonetheless, we plod onward....as per usual.....
hoping, against hopes, that the mothers day 'pie' will hold in its center, a GOLDEN TICKET !!

AND WE WILL ASCEND, BROTHERS, TO HEIGHTS VERY WORTHY OF NOSEBLEEDS!!!

no cheap seats for us!!!
no sireee!!

I WILL SEE YOU AT THE TOP!!

afraid of 'love'???

"what ever do you mean?", he said.....
" you are actually AFRAID of love??".....
i pondered......wrestled with the notion...
lo and behold........!!!

I AM AFRAID OF LOVE!!!

whats up with that??

fear of intimacy?
vulnerability???
fear of loss??

how can a creature so 'made for love' be afraid of it??
repelled by the SHEER concept of it??

this is a rare moment, children, where even I am without JUDGMENT, GESTURE OR POSITION....

i am 'RESPONSE-LESS'....

all the while.....I Await the prince of India.....

for HE will bridge the gap.......he will pummel the 'divide'......

as though he were a tree.....with limbs festooned asunder......

FERTILITY WRACKED WITH VERBIAGE!

STAY TUNED!!

one can hope!!

sunny days by the rivers edge.....no need for 'waterfront' property!!

so the lesson here, i suppose, is that we can have ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING that our 'collective hearts' desire.....
we can have brilliantly sunny and poetically 'waxed' days.....
walking in sunshine....
watching rhythmic tidings of water, bouncing in and out with perfect precision......
being UNDERSTOOD.......being loved......being inspired!!
being fed chocolates by beautiful,' boyishly wise' hands....
laughing.....conspiring.....cajoling......
orrrrr........
we can let all those 'helicopters' to safety pass us by, unnoticed......
its all a choice....truly it is!!!
a choice to LIVE or not to live!!!
to embrace the magnificence with passion and creative edge , and to place those gargantuan egos aside for but a moment!!!
for it will only take a moment to catch that 'ray of light' that will take us to 'milk and honey'...
we are on the way!!!! , sisters mine!!!!
the journey may take some time, as we could not book a 'non stop' flight to OUR LIFE....
but we are most decidedly on our way!!!!
chocolates in hand!!!

for michael.........

so along comes a sailor.....

and sits down beside her....
and frightens little miss 'i do whatever i want' AWAY!!!

and she begins to ponder this peculiar dilemma......
and she waits......
and cooks the 'magical broth'......

for like a good chili.....the longer it steeps, the YUMMIER it becomes.......

so......STEEP.....good broth......STEEP......

and while that 'watch pot' simmers, she begins to grow a wondrous garden of quixotic proportion......

vegetables of blue and gold 'zebra stripes' align along the Anglicized rows of pecuniary delights.....

and it occurs to her, in a moment of extreme clarity, that the NEXT magical broth will be made, as on a kibbutz, from her OWN garden!!!
her very own resources!!!

quite taken aback by this somewhat CRAZY notion, she is rendered 'word-less'......
ONLY, my friends, ONLY with the company of her FEELINGS!!!

aha!!
aha!!!

yes....silence can be quite virtuous, albeit 'pathological'.....(some would diagnose!)

silence is golden, along with the unicorns mud pie in the village stall.....

the stall has bars of eighteen karat proportion......

lady collie....

shine that 'mystery' gaze upon us.......
and underneath us......
shine that RED up.... even REDDER!
'lipstick red' for the strawberry tarts of yesteryear, and then some.....

those girls.......you know the ones!
those tarts!
they speak of your meanderings amongst themselves....
those pretty, little 'tartlattas'!!
they sequester themselves into a 'triangular' room.....OFFICIALLY SPEAKING!!!

they dance in circles, and they chant fragrant melodies in silence.....
FRAGRANT MELODIES......rhapsodic reds........

collie girl....
the mystery is yet to unfold.......
that red comforter will snuggle the 'nay-Sayers' into a heap of denied reassurances......

yes......so it is written....so it shall be done......

and so it goes.....my lady......
and so it goes!!!