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I have a drawer full of things I can't throw away. That I could never muster the courage to exert the energy to send a message from my brain to my nervous system to then activate the muscles in my forearms and fingers to relocate these pieces of my life into a trash can. Katie's postcard, Molly's picture, Willie's birthday card from 7th grade, my grandparents' old photos. Chances are if you gave me a meaningful piece of anything over the past 18 years it's got a permanent residence in that drawer.
In the Jewish tradition, there is a belief that forbids the disposal of any paper inscribed with God's name. Some sects of Judaism ignore this seemingly outdated Talmudic law, while others have gone to the full extent, installing special graves at their synagogues dedicated to the burial of these holy scraps.
What I'm trying to say is.... I made the connection tonight, a few minutes ago and it hit me like a sniper pointblankbingoredwallbodyonthefloor. Our relationships with other people is God is our relationships with other people is God is our relationships. My God Baruch Atah Adonai is everything and everyone I'm leaving behind literally tomorrow evening. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou everyone who's ever touched my life. Fuck, if this fucking english language didn't have a way of distorting the beauty I conceive in my head and see everyday.... I feel like I'm dying today and fuck it, today's a good day to die. The devine beauty of everything is crashing and colliding and it will all be here, but I still need those things and I could never throw them away for fear I might need them in the next life.
The next life the next life thenextlifethenextlifethenextlife. It starts tomorrow doesn't it....
In the Jewish tradition, there is a belief that forbids the disposal of any paper inscribed with God's name. Some sects of Judaism ignore this seemingly outdated Talmudic law, while others have gone to the full extent, installing special graves at their synagogues dedicated to the burial of these holy scraps.
What I'm trying to say is.... I made the connection tonight, a few minutes ago and it hit me like a sniper pointblankbingoredwallbodyonthefloor. Our relationships with other people is God is our relationships with other people is God is our relationships. My God Baruch Atah Adonai is everything and everyone I'm leaving behind literally tomorrow evening. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou everyone who's ever touched my life. Fuck, if this fucking english language didn't have a way of distorting the beauty I conceive in my head and see everyday.... I feel like I'm dying today and fuck it, today's a good day to die. The devine beauty of everything is crashing and colliding and it will all be here, but I still need those things and I could never throw them away for fear I might need them in the next life.
The next life the next life thenextlifethenextlifethenextlife. It starts tomorrow doesn't it....