It’s a world of addictions today. We’re losing our minds. We haven’t got the freedom to choose what we are recording in our nefesh, and that’s what’s going to remain with us.
The spiritual dimension
Inside, you imagine the streets are flooded,
We’ve been led to believe that there is simply no alternative. There are tears in the corners of my eyes. I try to be strong for my husband. And then I find myself alone, dressed in the hospital white gown.
In some ways, I conceive of Hashem as the greatest of writers. Except, instead of working with fictional characters in a fictional world, he works with real people in the real world.
Don’t speak of it, holy readers, but know that there are corners of the internet inhabited by strange, ghoulish people without names or souls.
I was deeply shaken by this experience of moving around the sanctuary in front of the deceased lying up there on the altar in his casket. I felt that over there on the altar was a very real presence waiting for the events of the day to unfold.
Illusion ceases to play its game when you can grab it. Its whole power lies in its inability to be grasped.
Entertainment picks beckon
The taste suddenly ashen
The Third Temple,
Shining above us
Like a distant star
The more spiritually aware a person is – the faster s/he will accept the tochacha and be appreciative for it.