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whom to fight, noting but a memory spark re mains of the
conflagration, I'd best not recall the particulars of the instance.
Energy transfer is conducted on the sub -molecular highways o f
electromagnetic forces that hold the world togethe r. Humanity has
yet to identify these ethereal particles by structures o f
measure ment. People think they are what they know . I believe that
we are created fro m the unknown airwaves that trans mit the sound
of wind percussed by the wings of flying butterflies, or changing
air te mperature and universal content influenced thereby.
A Journey of a Lifetime
This literary composition is a tale of my trip to Safrascity, but
is really a trip through assimilated Jewish co mmunities that to my
reckoning are faced with e xtinction. Trail blazing, "Over the Crest
of a Rainbow." It might be, however, that I'm projecting my old
age on the digital circuit throughout cyberspace, the new
generation way to be hip, hep; feel young. Al so, a reaction to the
possibility any day could be my last. Departure fro m everything
(death, disease, deprecation) of importance is a skill practiced by
all life, the issue being whether one accepts the reality and helps
his loved one prepare for the inevitability. My secret love is
invaluable to those upon who m bestowed, but until they find it in
their soul might not know where to look for me. To devise and live
those strands of energy requires staid conviction that we can imbue
others with life (express love) that will achieve its purpose, if only
in a dimension of an eternity that will forever re main
inco mprehensible except to the giver. I think the idea of gracious
dying is to leave an abundant collection of things that will gain
attention in the mouths and hearts of the bereaved until such time
as the memories are associated with pleasant calm.
As per the new version of the saying, a friend in need delivers
in deed; Alan Braid, (the friend fro m Safrascity earlier mentioned)
agreed to help me to get there at his expense. For him, it was a
matter of telling the office manager to arrange my flight, a done
deed. Thus a flight to Paris with a stopover in Safrascity and
Seattle emerged, many vectors of lots of energy! I am riding the
gyroscopic spiral shaped concentric circle emanating fro m my first
coming to Israel following the 1973 skirmishes between those of
Abraham's children dwelling upon Israel Palestine National lands.
I arrived to the Lod (Ben Gurion) airport in a hip generation
modus, Occidental Jewish young man blazing lonely upon a path,
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