I am in here.
The coffee-house of the mind. Has couches. And sunlight served through large plates of glass. But many physical places have this. What can be different about one that needs no solid matter with which to exist? Somehow, you always need the coffee. And time. I want to start having some form of Shabbat dinner tomorrow … Continue reading coffee house of the mind
Wake up early in the morning, decide to see how the blog has been overnight — you know, did it sleep well? is it feeling okay? does it want a cup of tea or something? Nothing! Couldn’t even find the server! Email to support comes back undeliverable! Ah, the seeds of paranoia are small but … Continue reading Withdrawal!
A child said, What is the grass? by Walt Whitman A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of … Continue reading A child said, What is the grass?
Dinner (of a sort) tonight at Cafe Beginah (Garden Cafe) with Mordechai, Jacob, and Avraham. We watched a tad bit of the “Bible Code” show, with Mordechai in prominent role, and a fair piece of the third episode of “Cosmos,” the one that tells about the life of Johannes Kepler. We were getting many and … Continue reading Sukkot
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