Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Is it serendipity ??

Is it fate?
Is the universal confluence nearing Epiphany ?
Can Jews actually participate in this kind of event
 without being accused of
being "blasphemous heretics"??
How are such random things related in such a twisted and absurd fashion ??
SERIOUSLY ???
Everybody knows EVERYBODY !!
My head is spinning !!
What will happen next ??
The kangaroo by the side of the road was balancing a thermous of champagne
on his head...
while singing LICHA DODI...

Sunday, December 12, 2010

(continued) so there came a kind of 'vision'...

wherein the empty pasture had been FILLED with folding chairs...
dark, ebony, folding chairs...
thousands of them...
as far as her eyes could see...
and people were seated....something like 'Tanglewood' in summer...
and there was a stage...
in front of the reindeer sculpture....
and there were dozen of violinists playing....
kind of ethereal, new age music...
and behind the chairs....closer to the end of the L.I.E.....
were huge, billowing, white sheets....on the ground.....
and there were children doing 'downward dog' and plank....
and other, basic YOGA positions....
and there was a peaceful , healing aura that permeated the edges of this
GORGEOUS scene....
and the ferries had come too....
through the hole in the pool....
the ones that inhabited the back woods behind the Hampton house...
and then she awakened....
with the scene etched into her mind's eye...

Saturday, December 11, 2010

she'd never told anyone...

about the light at the end of the pool in the Hampton's...
it was on the far wall of the deep end...
she'd only been inside it once...
it was a secret...
it was too weird to share...too shocking...
she wanted to believe that it was an illusion,
placed there by some skilled magician or a friendly prankster...
but she knew better...
she had discovered it one hot, August day,
while swimming alone in the back yard...
the light had gone out the night before...
so she swam down in order to change the bulb while it was still light out...
and as she turned the chrome cover and began to lift it off....
there came a TIDAL WAVE of water gushing out at her..
violently so..
and she was lifted up by this wave and somehow it spiraled backwards...
and before she knew it....
she was plummeting through the pipes underground...
faster and faster...
and this went on for at least ten minutes...
and she thought she would literally drown...
and then......
she burst through the water into the sunlight...
and she found herself in the pasture at the end of the L.I.E...
where the red,reindeer SCULPTURE sits,
 marking the entrance to the Hampton's....
more to come....

Friday, December 10, 2010

Bad Charisma: A Fictional Memoire

a cacophony of 'gag orders'....

and unintentional 'broo Ha haa'...
where was it all coming from ??
where was it, for that matter, heading ?
would they ALL go into hibernation this December ??
would the 'esoteric Chasidim' be disinclined
to join in the 'pre Shabbat' banter?
would RUDOLPH wear a yarmulke this CHRISTMAS ??
important questions...worthy of heady and skeptical contemplation...
COME ALL YE.....faithful ???
WHAT ??

Thursday, December 9, 2010

there was a random song playing...

and she had such an intense, visceral reaction to this particular music...
that she determined to become a musician...
there and then...
and she picked up a guitar that had been laying around...
and she began to drum on it...
as though she were a shaman...
and this made her entire body move in rhythmic accord...
I'll never be able to accurately describe
the way her blood was flowing
and her heart was jumping
from this mere fusion of synergistic sounds...
and it made her happy....
like, INTELLECTUALLY and provocatively happy...
little things, my friends, can make the most profound impact...
we only need recognize their presence and then...
"SPIRITUALLY CAPITALIZE" on them...

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

they drove and drove...

through what seemed like 'continents'...
she kept pinching herself...
it had to be a dream...
it was like Alice falling down the rabbit hole....
there were boys with caps on their heads, riding gigantic tricycles...
and there were these houses made of clay....
green clay....
with similar, very large,
undulating pouches propped up
 in front of them on the sidewalks....
everywhere there were sparkles and glitter...
the man's turban became a snake !!!
she had to get out of here !!!
WHERE WAS HERE ????
there was a rhapsody playing in the distance....
the women outside the taxi were EXTREMELY TALL....
WAKE UP !!!
WAKE UP !!!!
a baby busted out of the glitter pouch on her lap...
a baby !!!
with a pink nose...
she really should NOT have eaten that Hebrew National Salami last night....
LOL

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