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B"H survival with the all-enco mpassing regality of the seasons ' celebrations. Slavery was seen by imagined reflection fro m the perspective of the vanishing point in the future nearly here, "We shall overcome." Looking back from a timeless joy, suffering o f a distant past t hey would surely ensure beco mes inconsequential! T he song and dance, that liberate rejoicing makes us feel happy at real-time; the belief hoists the image to a place where its line is clear, ever -present and readily sensed enhance ment in the splendor of its apparent dimensions. The oppressor cannot conceive of the will to overthrow him. The tone of the heartbeat is long -suffering strides on the roa d to freedom, the feeling of making forward progress despite the heavy cumberso me, pathetic atrocious insuffera ble- speck o f dust that we may wash quickly fro m our eye when a tear is shed. We convince ourselves that a next world is our soul name being preserved for good in the annals of history. Freedom is seeing your children want to know their grandparents as car egivers who provide essential soul love to confirm upon them the significance of life. I boast of all kinds of spiritual powers in the presence of my children and hope thereby to garner their respect. What harm a little fictional daydreaming? It is not the point of what I say but why I need to mention my accomplishments, such grandiose thinking as to assume the proportions of a horror tale. This guy died because of that, the other guy's son buried or born with a speech defect, another who became a widow and the grandmother to six orphans fro m he r daughter. Does the fact that I believe I lived these experiences mean they have significance to my offspring? The point being made here is that I endeavor to create the legend of me, and thus outlive mortality, and it is a good thing. It is an image that makes it possible for me to comport myself through life with equanimity; knowing the times I express anger must be restrained and the pain that issues forth be inflicted against only forces of evil that burden the fu nction of the bearer. I learned the voice of thunder fro m my father and used it once when verbally attacked by a dayan who hailed himself powerful enough to destroy my children. He roared like the thunder but my voice was louder and charged with lightning so he lost everything he had valued. I was a ba'al teshuva before the move ment became a cause de célèbre, a man of fierce motivatio n to overco me obstacles and brave enough to face up to any othe r 227