Monday, May 27, 2013
Freedom
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Gun Control
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Up to the Clouds
Monday, May 20, 2013
Running
Running
Legs moving
Heart racing
Breath
Pacing
Chasing
I'd rather be
Spacing out
Or perhaps
Tuning in
Turning away from sin
Racing
To something better
Something that matters
We are running
Running always
After things
And stuff
It's none too tough
Cuz we don't dare get too rough
Keep it simple
Surface
It may be
Shallow
But I can't swallow
I can't even breathe
Cuz I am still
Running.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Pre-Game
He is coming over
It is last minute, I know
But don't stress
Seriously?
I haven't a bloody clue
How to dress
What makes you think
I am trying too hard
Or will
Let down my guard?
These heels are for protection
And I hope you will be
The sole of discretion
And please don't mention
That I put on eyeshadow
Well hello
Not quite what I expected
But don't feel rejected
You still have a chance
So speak your mind
I have yet to find
Sonething to intrigue me
And believe me
I have seen the worst
And best
Chances are
You will fall wayside
To the rest
And you have
Too quiet
Unmotivated
Out of the system
Lucky for me
I saved myself
The pain
Of having to remember your name
This was just the pre-game
And I don't have to bother
Waiting around for the show.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
No Judgments
Sunday, May 12, 2013
If Only
Friday, May 10, 2013
Welcome
Thursday, May 9, 2013
It's Been A While...
Hello again…
You? Really?
It's truly been a while. I've missed you!
I'm sure you have.
Well don't sound so excited… it'll give me an ego!
What do you want?
Let's talk. How have you been?
I dunno. Fine. Great. Whatever.
Wow… Call the presses! That's headline news!
Shut up.
Not when I am on a roll…
I've been… fine. Stuck? Walking through mud? Mud filled with needles. It's hard and it hurts. And you haven't been much of a help.
Well I know. You have been too busy to talk with me. I get that life is busy… but you used to be so good about checking in with me… Filling me in on the details.
The details are hazy. My life feels like I blur. If I have a second to breathe, it's only because I fell asleep.
Must be rough.
Yea.
Well look… sometime big is happening next week. You ready for it?
No. I had a whole plan. A seven week plan… I messed up. I got busy… confused. I met someone. I lost someone. I said things. I didn't say things. I read. I saw. I came… went… I didn't conquer.
Ouch… sounds like a couple of messed up weeks. What happened? I mean.. the ideal you… the good you.. She was great! She was rockin!
And now she just feels like a rock. A big, stinkin boulder that isn't getting anywhere or doing anything.
So what are you going to do? Keep wallowing? Keep sinking? That's not you. You are good-er than that!
Nice Kid President reference. If only I could listen to that on repeat… maybe I'd be good-er. But instead…
You are bad-er. Plain and simple.
Uch. I know.
So..
So.
No solutions? Response? Nothing?
I just want to disappear. Crawl into a dark cave.
Cuz that will certainly give your life some light!
Hmph.
Look. You are an incredible person. You know it. I know it. So why let yourself get any lower? Lift up your head, see the top of the mountain, and start climbing! So you'll fall. So you'll get a little scraped up… once you reach the top, you'll be glad you did. The view is amazing.
I guess you're right..
It's true. So what are you gonna do?
Guess I better start climbing..
Yep! And when you get up there, tell Him I say hi. He'll be so happy to see you.
Thanks. I'll see you… or not.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Messages
They call it graffitiI call it art
They call it criminal
I call it heart
Paintings on the side
Of a road to anywhere
Sometimes I wonder
If I will ever get there
Maybe it's vulgar
Or simply profanity
But whoever said
Make it strong
Make it real
If it's honest
Then the wounds will heal
Messages that show
Promise and hope,
You aren't alone,
The world will help you cope
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Thursday, May 2, 2013
Purge
The premise of the movie is that one night a year, America is given the opportunity to perform any of their animalistic, murderous, hate-driven tendencies. In a sense, they can purge themselves of any negative, harmful behavior. If is government sanctioned and therefore, without any repercussions, hence the name of the movie, "The Purge." As if there isn't enough horror in current events, in which people purge themselves of their evil inclinations on a regular basis, now there is a movie where the government sanctions, nay, mandates this kind of behavior. So, as the trailer plays, I, the unsuspecting viewer, witness all sorts of atrocities (murder, thievery, kidnapping.... just to name a few) all contained in the span of a story where its acceptable, in the time frame of a couple of hours. How nice.
And while watching this disgrace of a movie (really, this is the best they can produce?) (Yes, I could have turned it off, but deep down, we all have that painful urge to see something gory... why do you think it is only the horrible news that makes headlines?) Anyhow, while watching this trailer, I thought about how wise the Torah is. Yea, I am sure you can see the connection. (That was sarcasm... unless you can see the connection...)
Anyhow, the Torah was given to us for several reasons, one of those reasons being is that we should learn how to become moral, righteous individuals, holding ourselves to the highest standards. But, we were created with a Yetzer Hara, and that voice in our head can be so loud, so tempting, its hard to ignore. So, within the parameters of the Torah's commandments, there are areas in which we can allow that Yetzer Hara some free reign, while not giving ourselves over to the dark side.
For instance, if a person has a blood-thirsty nature, and murder seems to be the natural route to take, he can became a Shochet and be surrounded by blood and death all day long while still performing G-d's commandments. Done.
Or he can become a Mohel. Yay, more blood.
Another example is the Eishes Yefas To'ar- the female prisoner of war. The Torah recognizes that in the heat of a battle, the captive women look extremely appealing and a man will want her to satisfy his desires. And he can take her. Of course, that is only if he follows the Torah's protocol for doing so.
For a woman, she is inclined to beautify herself... in today's society, this means shorter skirts, tighter tops, more makeup, elaborate hair styles and high heels. In the magazines we see this and think "How untznius!" But, one of my teacher's in seminary, a regal woman who I never thought would say something like this, said, "A woman can dress like that. For sure! But for her husband. And only for him."
Something else I learned, is that for everything negative in the world, there is a positive opposite it. For every Eisav, there is Yaakov. For ever Yetzer Hara, there is a Yetzer Tov.
G-d didn't put us into this world to abstain and become monks. He gave us a world, with so much to offer, and He wants us to partake of it. But, only by His rules. In doing so, we can express our desires while fulfilling G-d's commandments, and in doing so, elevate ourselves into more spiritual beings.
So, while I don't plan on seeing the full-length movie, the trailer certainly taught me something.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Limbo
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Burning
Friday, April 26, 2013
Hours
In hours passing
Passed
Or yet to pass...
Hours to sleep,
How few they have become
Hours in class
How endless they seem
Hours til my meetings
That sneak up so quickly
Hours, hours, hours
I rack them up
Then watch them fall
Into lines, neat and clean
And so it would seem
That the hours come
The hours go
Until there is nothing more
For me to know
Hours...
Hours...
H...o...u...r...s..
Monday, April 22, 2013
My Baby
My baby deserves better
And if you don't let her
Then I guess you win
And my baby has no reason to live
So the blood will be on you
When my baby is gone
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Your Smile
That something's amiss
No band-aid can fix
And it can't be cured by a kiss
Yet somehow
You are smiling so wide
And really I have to ask
This question: why?
Do you smile
Cuz you feel joy?
Or are you tricking me
Trying to be coy?
Has someone granted you
Your deepest wish
Or are you trying to hide
Your heartbreaking anguish?
Is it real
Or have you fooled us all
If I asked for an answer
Would answer my call?
Just tell me please
Are you really happy like you say
Or are you just trying to cover up
Until the pain goes away?
Friday, April 19, 2013
Bliss
A sweet reminder
Amidst the chaos
A gentle touch to say
That all is not loss
I inhale
Let it consume me
It fills me up
And through darkness, I can see
Every moment of stress
Every frustration just fades away
As every part of me
Melts into this day
I've lost myself
As I try to find who I am
I lose my balance
When I should be learning to stand
Yet despite it all
I know I can come back to this
And for once
I can reside in bliss.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Insanity and Tragedy
And for hundreds today, that elation became destruction. In a moment where personal and collective achievements would have been met, they were introduced to an even fiercer force- evil.
There is no other word for it. It simply was an act of evil. An action so devoid of anything good. It created a scene of insanity. It brought about the most horrid tragedy.
And so, while I may be feeling upset about certain things, my pain is being put on hold and my heart is going north... I stand with those who were in the marathon. I stand with the runners, the warriors, the fighters....
To those affected by the explosions, I say, “Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.”