I've never been warm to the idea of the entire world knowing what goes on in that god forsaken mind of mine, but I suppose it's only fair that I share the wisdom of my youth with what seems to be a whole new world of listeners/readers who think books, and Cosmo are too old fashioned.
I suppose I should set the pace for this so called "online Journal". I'm in my 20's. A tough age by anyone's standard. Oh, but there's more. I am Jewish. Wait for it.... I'm an observant (to the best of my abilities) Jew living in the holy city of Jerusalem. Ah, Jerusalem. The city of judgement. This is not how I used to perceive this beautiful town. The city of gold, as Naomi Shemer wrote in her hopeful 1967 musical poem. But living and learning here has been quite the experience.
A starting thought:
I've worked in many places in my still very short life. Some of which were secular frameworks. And in both worlds I find myself to be a size 10 trying on a beautiful size 71/2 pair of high healed Italian shoes. It looks like such a treat to wear and walk in, but I know I'll rip right through a sole. So where does one fit one's big toe in?
Have you ever been told that you're either "Not that frum" or "off the derech" when really the truth is you've never seen the "derech" so clearly in your life? And on the flip side of it, there are those sweet secular people who utter those priceless words of praise: "You''re not like all the religious people"? Why do both, however intended, leave one feel like you're being attacked? Should I be flattered or hurt either way?
The answer to what I actually do is: I ignore. I know who I am and what I am, and I don't need a society for that. However, although I have confidence in my own life, where in society does that leave me? Doesn't one need to fit into society to survive? Isn't that what Darwin taught us?
I suppose all this blabbering doesn't tell you much about me, so allow me to suggest: Keep reading, and I find you'll be pleasantly entertained...
From a Jerusalemite to yours truly, I bid you a pleasant Tuesday evening...
Yossarian
I suppose I should set the pace for this so called "online Journal". I'm in my 20's. A tough age by anyone's standard. Oh, but there's more. I am Jewish. Wait for it.... I'm an observant (to the best of my abilities) Jew living in the holy city of Jerusalem. Ah, Jerusalem. The city of judgement. This is not how I used to perceive this beautiful town. The city of gold, as Naomi Shemer wrote in her hopeful 1967 musical poem. But living and learning here has been quite the experience.
A starting thought:
I've worked in many places in my still very short life. Some of which were secular frameworks. And in both worlds I find myself to be a size 10 trying on a beautiful size 71/2 pair of high healed Italian shoes. It looks like such a treat to wear and walk in, but I know I'll rip right through a sole. So where does one fit one's big toe in?
Have you ever been told that you're either "Not that frum" or "off the derech" when really the truth is you've never seen the "derech" so clearly in your life? And on the flip side of it, there are those sweet secular people who utter those priceless words of praise: "You''re not like all the religious people"? Why do both, however intended, leave one feel like you're being attacked? Should I be flattered or hurt either way?
The answer to what I actually do is: I ignore. I know who I am and what I am, and I don't need a society for that. However, although I have confidence in my own life, where in society does that leave me? Doesn't one need to fit into society to survive? Isn't that what Darwin taught us?
I suppose all this blabbering doesn't tell you much about me, so allow me to suggest: Keep reading, and I find you'll be pleasantly entertained...
From a Jerusalemite to yours truly, I bid you a pleasant Tuesday evening...
Yossarian
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