passover
enough with oppressing us! Liberation!!!
this holiday never meant anything special for me, you think it should?..
really, this religion is too savage,killing the first born? hurting the animals? zombie religion. Everyone asks why are there vampires, well, I think that the blood plague helped..ahm..wait, I don't really believe in this story. Don't ever tell it to your child when it's dark. Yeah I remember that on kindergarden they told us about this story, I thank for this holiday only because of our vacation. It lost its meaning, so let's say there was meaning..now it's gone- we weren't supposed to eat bread but now everyone produces the same products only that it's not made of wheat, it's made of some strange stuff that taste the same. so where's the big heroism? I will never fast or limit my eating..harr..me - stop eating???? RIGHT. But really, it scares little kids, everything is murder and obligations, if you don't do this, I will do that...these half naked men didn't know what they're doing, I guess they were concentrating on keeping their skirts on. But if I were Egypt's queen I would be good, no slavery of course, if I were the queen I would make Egypt today's India. Yeah..poverty but lots of tourism and spirit...I don't know about that anymore either, today you sell religion for money and give money for religion, when we survive we become so much less than what we were, it frightens me. But this holiday is definately something to remember, it means: out of bondage, out of persecution, out of slavery. Just like my dream- stop this endless cycle of Sizipus' worthless climbing and just be free. ah this Sizipus, besides the fact that I can't spell his name, he's giving me a hard time, he represents the total despaire- we can't hope for reaching the summit, we will always be pushed down..I know I mentioned him before, but one thought doesn't pass with the days, it stays and sometimes it bothers again, it's always in our head.
I have a ring, it's like a spell~ring, it's so special and it changes it colors all the time, I love it, it's so mysticm now it is in a beautiful shade of blue, with a little yellow and green on the side, I call it 'my crystal ball', now where's my smoke?
Dad is fixing our garden's gate, mom is angry and shouting. .oh she stopped..a smell of cigarette is strangling my throat, I looked outside to see if it's dad...I think he is too far for me to smell,
is it her again?
My sister's dog is here for 2 weeks and he's bored, he's silent, my sweet horse is silent..he needs to run a little, to rush with energy, I guess he's sad, but what can I do to cheer him up?
my Odelya can't talk to me now on the phone, it's trop cher (too expensive) so I asked her to go to the university's computers room, we will tak from there. Sometimes I'm so so sick of this computer, I think to myself "I should go out, feel this new beginning! " but why should I if my Odelya can't be with me? I can't really be happy when she's not happy. But this vacation isn't real, all I have to do is work work work WORK. so I'm gonna try and float as always, although swimming is a better option. Madonna says "we're gonna swim to the ocean floor, crash to the other shore" and it's so wise, why don't we find what is in the bottom? I thought it should be spring now..but as always, it is NEVER defined. why would it? it's the best way, not commited to do anything, the weather is free to play with us as long as it wants, it doesn't promise anything, only
isn't it a happy religion? hail.