Wow! Another long journey in just a day from now. How lucky, how fortunate I am to be going back to Hippocrates Health Institute! We keep trying. I keep perfecting how to grow the things that we are told are essential. Sprouts, and sprouts, and sprouts are always being juiced at the Margolis house. Slowly, I learn a new recipe here and there. We deviate, and then we come back. E is so much better at this than me, thank-G-d.
Though I would much rather be taking an adventure, I will also go to Connecticut. There is an obligation one has to his parents. This obligation, however, is fraught with frustration as the language of truth has gotten so distorted. Thus, the need to be open and honest, right from the start, is ever so essential. But do we really ever want to hear the complete truth? Sometimes, it seems, the fantasy or the illusion of endless time on this planet, drives us unmercifully. Being left alone on this planet is so sad too. It's funny, one of my greatest fears is for nameless animals being left alone.
Thus, this leads me to Forrest. She is perhaps the most sensitive animal that I know. However, I always said that about Candy. I wonder, that as we get to know our animals better, we learn how amazingly intelligent and intuitive they really are. The capacity to understand us and in fact understand their surroundings, stuns me.
So, to end this going, going, gone piece, I hope that something will change for the positive in this world. I dream of a world in which our leaders do what is right for the people and are not immersed in schemes to line their pockets. I dream of a Palestinian state living next to ours in a true peace that is not contentious in any manner and a free Gaza in which the weapons of war and hate have been set aside. My fervent and ever naive desire is that we have figured out a way for those who are in the W. Bank can live their lives there and pursue their religious desires. May our lakes run clearer, our car cleaner, and may all of us travel in safety.
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