"Lo alecha ham'lacha ligmor, velo atah ben chorin lehibatel mimena" -It is not up to you to complete the work (of perfecting the world), but neither are you free to refrain from doing it. Pirket Avot 2:16
I have wanted to contribute to my blog for some time and have started countless posts, but have been unable to complete them... for many reasons. There is so much I want to tell, so much that NEEDS to be said. So much that you the reader has to understand. So I have taken it upon myself to write this post to tell the truth. To express my thoughts and provide you with my perspective. To give you an opportunity that I believe to be vital to the future of you the reader (and your future generations) and to the World. To this point in my blog I have focused on my experiences here. This post is different. This post has an agenda. I want you to wake up. I want you to act. I want you to be inspired. I want you to see Goodness, pursue it and spread it. I don't know if I can reach you... I don't really know what kind of an impact I can really have... but I have to try.
"Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: G-d will not hold us guiltless. Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act." -Dietrich Bonhoeffer
I have to speak... my hope is that you will take action.
I warn you that what I'm about to write is biased, opinionated, non politically correct, and polarizing. It is not easy to write this, as I know that many of you may change your opinions about me based solely on this post. I am putting myself out there, taking a 'leap of faith' if you will... but remember that I am who I am. I believe in goodness and righteousness. I do my best to live with the values that I was raised with, to uphold a moral code that was passed down to me through my parents and through my religion, to spread goodness. I write this post in an attempt to do just that, to spread goodness.
What do you know about the recent events that have begun to transform the Arab World over the past few months? Have you seen some news on the riots in Egypt on TV? Maybe read an article about the fighting in Libya? Possibly even listened to the Presidents speech this past week on the Middle East? What do you think this transformation is about? Does it really concern you? You probably think it doesn't... but you're dead wrong.
What you have been told is that the people are rising up for Freedom. Is this true? The President wants you to believe it: "Sometimes, in the course of history, the actions of ordinary citizens spark movements for change because they speak to a longing for freedom that has been built up for years." (from his Middle East speech 5/19/11). Well, it is true that there are definitely those who are rising up for Freedom and those who truly want it, risking much to attain it... but they are among the vast minority. How can this be? Because Freedom is not just a word, it has real meaning. For the people to be rising up for Freedom, they must be rising up for idea of freedom, not just for what "freedom" can do for them. Freedom is a term that applies to all peoples and it must apply to everyone or it means nothing! For people to rise up to want "freedom" from a dictator and unjust rule is admirable... but not if it doesn't apply for all of the people to be free of that rule. The people of the Arab World are not rising up for Freedom... they are rising up for freedoms. If Freedom was the goal, would they not rise up also for the Freedom of Women? If Freedom was the goal, wouldn't they also be pursuing Freedom of Religion? How about Freedom of Speech or Press? But no, we see the opposite of this. We see the women as oppressed as always. Instead of Sunni helping Shiite to be "free from oppression" and vice versa we see the same brutal fighting between them. We see churches being burned to the ground (in the name of freedom and G-d). And we see the all too familiar rhetoric in regards to their actual Free neighbor (the only Middle East Country where women do have rights... where Sunnis and Shiites both are able to practice their religion fully and publicly, where Freedom of Speech exists, where Freedom of Press exists) Israel. The one example of a Country with real Freedom in the Middle East and their attitude towards it? They are calling for its destruction. They are calling for a massacre of its people. They are impassioned, they are emboldened and they are now 'free' to push us to the sea. And what about the new governing structures that these 'pursuers of freedom' are creating? Do they promote Freedom? Well, no... not really. Freedom for women? No. Freedom for other religions? No. Freedom of speech? No. Freedom of press? No. Freedom of commerce? No. Freedom from the burden of old and outdated pacts and agreements like peace treaties? Well in the case of Egypt we are seeing just that. The Muslim Brotherhood which is gaining power there calls for the destruction of Israel and has already threatened war.
But wait... there's more:
1967 borders means dividing Jerusalem which would leave the Old City to the government of the new Palestinian State (which has recently allied itself with Hamas). Today, under Israeli rule, people from every corner of the World and of every Religious background and ethnicity are free and encouraged to come to the Old City of Jerusalem and experience its wonder. I know first hand how amazing and powerful this is... thousands of years of history rest in the Old City available for everyone to see. It is the center and foundation of 3 of the worlds major religions. This is where the temple mount is. This is where the last supper was. This is where the Dome of the Rock is. From Abraham to King David to Jesus to Mohammed, this city has had significance. It has tremendous significance to me. It's beautiful, it's powerful, it's special. For over 2000 years my ancestors have dreamed of one day returning and being able to see this city and today I actually have the opportunity. The prophet Zachariah prophesized that: "There will yet be children playing in the streets of Jerusalem" -Zech 8:5 and it is my dream that my children too will have this opportunity. To play in the streets, to visit the Wall, to literally see our history. But this will not happen if the Old City is given to the Palestinian state. Before 1967 Jews were not allowed to "play in the streets". They were not allowed to see the Wall, to experience its wonder. Instead, the Muslims defaced holy sites like the place of the last supper with graffiti, and blew up ancient synogogues. Today in every corner of the Arab World other Religions holy sites are under attack. Recently it has been the burning down of the Coptic Christian churches in Egypt and the Buddhist statues in Afghanistan. Jerusalem will be no different. If the Old City is given to the Palestinian State I can say with absolute certainty that many sites and much of the historical places will be destroyed and that we (the non-muslims) will have at the very best limited access. Today, we are Free to experience Jerusalem. Come September we may not.
1967 borders means that Israel will be indefensible. At certain points it would leave Israel with about eight miles in between the Mediterranean Sea and the Palestinian State. The major airport (Ben Gurion International) would be three miles from the border with the Palestinian State. Here in Israel we are all too familiar with the horrors of terrorism and rockets being launched in won-ton fashion and without discrimination towards innocent civilians and children. This year alone, hundreds of rockets and mortar shells have been fired into Israel from Gaza (which is allied with the Government pushing for sovereignty in the West Bank). If a Palestinian State were to gain sovereignty three miles from the airport there would be no way to stop the forthcoming attack on air transportation to and from the Country.
1967 borders means that Israel would be destroyed. It means that to the West would be a Hamas controlled Gaza. To the North would be a Hezbollah (backed by Iran) Lebanon and a Syria in the midst of up-rest all too ready to use the Jews as a scapegoat (as they did on Nachwa day) to regain power. To the East would be Jordan and the new Palestinian State. And to the South would be Egypt. A little further East is Iran, still developing Nuclear capability with intent (if we can take its leader at face value) to massacre the Jews. Of these countries, how many do not recognize Israel as a State? Hammas controlled Gaza, Hezbollah, the new Palestinian West Bank, and of course Iran. Of these countries, how many are actively calling for the destruction of Israel and the massacre of the Jews, pushing us to the sea? Well... all of them. The Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt is calling for it. The people of Jordan are calling for it. The Iran backed Hezbollah is calling for it. Syria is all too happy to shift the anger of their people (which is currently aimed towards the government) towards Israel, as they did on Nachwa day. Hammas is calling for it. The new Palestinian State? Well, they recently allied themselves with Hammas.
This is real. We are facing an increasingly likely war... an affront on all sides by an impassioned and emboldened generation with a genuine hatred of Israel and of the Jews. It will all culminate in September with the decision in the United Nations.
So I ask you, the readers to act. The last time we heard this type of rhetoric towards the Jews was Nazi Germany. This is a chance for the World to take a stand. This is a chance to recognize Evil for being Evil and Good for being Good. Take a stand, Stand with Israel.
First, educate yourselves... don't just take my word for it. Do your own research: http://www.memri.org/content/en/main.htm provides translation for Arab media. http://www.jpost.com/ is my favorite online English Israeli newspaper. http://www.standwithus.com/ and http://www.aipac.org/ are organizations that have a lot of information and avenues to get involved. And if you're feeling very adventurous try: http://www.theblaze.com/ and http://watchglennbeck.com/.
Second, become active in your community. Educate others. Teach peace. Form groups and do everything you can do to spread goodness. Whether it's playing music for a nursing home, providing food for the homeless, or making a donation to charity, do something. Make a positive impact on someones life today. We have no idea how much one positive act can positively influence the world, but the only thing we can control are our actions. The only way to attempt to fix the World is by promoting our Values, so do everything that you can to spread goodness.
Third, if Jerusalem or Israel is of any importance to you, come visit and come now. Come before September, before you may not have the opportunity. There is an amazing event taking place August 24th called "Restoring Courage". If you have the means, go. It will literally change your life. It will inspire you. It will send a message to us that we are not alone. And it will send a message to G-d that this time there are those that stand with the Jews. You can find more information here: http://www.glennbeck.com/israel/ and book your ticket here: http://www.humanitarian.travel/index.php?showpage=search.php&type=date&cat=Tour.
Lastly, pray for peace. I do. Traditional Jewish prayer services are held three times a day and every service when I come to one specific verse at the end of one of our most central prayers I look around at the soldiers around me who are enveloped in their tallits, tefillin wrapped around their arms and between their eyes, kippahs on their heads and automatic rifles strapped over their shoulders and together we fervently pray:
"Oseh Shalom Bimromav, hu yaaseh shalom aleinu veal kol yisrael veImru Amen"
G-d who makes peace in the heavens above, make peace upon us, and upon all Israel. And we say, Amen.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
A Matter of Perspective
"If you can't take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It's not safe out here. It's wondrous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross; but it's not for the timid." -Q, Star Trek the Next Generation
06:30
The stars are all gone now, replaced by a myriad of colors just making their way over the Eastern mountains. The valley and foothills to my left cease to be outlines and start to take form. I see cows in the pastures and cars starting to make their way from village to village. It seems as if the World is awakening. The birds are up now, singing to each other. It almost sounds as if they're saying their morning prayers, as I will be in just a few more minutes... "Amod Noach!" I hear. Instantly and without conscious thought I move my left leg out and tilt my M-16 forward with my right hand. "Amod Dom!" I resume position. To my left and right, soldiers stand solid and stiff, awaiting. The Commanders take their places in front of us. Previously only a dream, I am now only moments from making it reality. The flag is raised, saluted. And now: "Col Od Balevav..." We sing the Israeli national anthem, for the first time as soldiers, for the first time fully understanding what it means: As long as in the heart, within, a Jewish soul yearns and forward, towards the East an eye looks to Zion: Our hope is not yet lost! The hope of two thousand years. To be a free people in our land, the land of Zion and Jerusalem. I think about what that really means. It's easy to understand the words or the history or the dream, but to Live It, that is something else entirely. This is it, this is the hope - I'm living the hope! Shivers run down my spine and my eyes water up with tears of elation. 'Don't forget this, don't ever forget this moment and don't ever forget why you're here.' I tell myself.
22:58
I furiously scramble back to my room, bumping off walls like a pinball trying not to drop anything ... 'Why was there such a big line at the bathroom?' I ask myself. It feels like I was waiting for eternity to take my contacts out. Finally next to my bunk bed, i carefully throw my contact solution, water bottle, pants and shirt into an organized mess on top of my duffel bag. I jump on to the top bunk, adjust my luxurious pillow (really just my army jacket) and pull the sleeping bag on top of me. Now that I'm lying down I realize how exhausted I really am, it feels like I could sleep for days. I glance at my watch, 7 seconds left... I guess I could have relaxed a little more and taken my time. I shut off the lights just as the door opens. "Laila Tov (goodnight)" the Samelet (division Commander) says. "Laila Tov HaSamelet" we respond in unison. The door closes and there's silence for a few seconds has we hear her footsteps walking away. I'm already half asleep. "Laila Tov Americans" I hear Vladimir say. I smile: "Laila Tov Russians" I quietly respond. "Russians?" he says, "We are not Russians! I'm from Ukraine, Dimitry is from Moldova and Dimi is from Kazakhstan.". I had no idea. "I'm sorry" I reply, "Goodnight, Ukraine, goodnight Moldova, goodnight Kazakhstan.". "Thank you" Vladimir replies. A few more seconds go by, and again I can feel myself falling into the heavenly bliss that is sleep. "Just to set the record straight" Leon bursts out, "I'm not from America, I'm from Venezuela. Ephraim here is from Australia and Simcha is from Canada.". Vladimir responds: "Oh, you're from Venezuela... wow... LAILA TOV!". The entire room explodes with laughter, partly from exhaustion... but mostly from Vladimir's delivery and the ridiculousness of the conversation. We all truly feel like brothers, but because the only common language between us is Hebrew it's incredibly difficult to really get to know everyone... how could we have spent a month together and not know what COUNTRY our brothers are from? The door slams open and the room goes silent. "Everyone who just laughed on your feet and outside NOW!" the Samelet commands. Three of us get up and go outside. "You have 5 minutes to change into full uniform and report for sport" she says. Sport really just means a whole hell of a lot of sprinting from object to object, push ups, sit ups, up downs and etc... the type of stuff you're not particularly keen on doing when all you really want is to sleep. 45 minutes later and the three of us return to our room. I'm a sweaty mess. Everyone inside is sleeping. I climb back onto my bed in the dark wondering why in the world I (one of the shortest guys in the room) chose a top bunk. I guess when I see bunk beds I think of summer camp. This is definitely not summer camp. I lay down and think to myself as I close my eyes: 'This too is a moment that I won't soon forget.'
That's what life has been like for my first two months in the army... ups and downs. Sometimes it's REALLY good and sometimes it's REALLY bad. For some, going through 0-2 basic may be the hardest thing they have ever had to do in their lives. I'm not ashamed to admit that it's tough. It takes a lot of mental and personal discipline. Everyday I'm told what to do and when to do it by a girl who is 4 years younger than me. She's my commander. Most days I get screamed at or yelled at or treated like a little kid because someone somewhere at sometime messed up on something... not necessarily me. But we're a unit, and we're a team, and we're brothers. Most times through basic I didn't understand exactly what I was supposed to do. The army only speaks to you in Hebrew, and I don't speak Hebrew... yet (I'm almost at conversational). The only way I could handle the experience was to do my best, give the maximum I could give 100% of the time. It's all about perspective... sure there are parts that are shitty... but so what? I expected that. Just accept that whatever I'm not enjoying is going to be unenjoyable. Something being unenjoyable doesn't excuse me from giving my all. Realize that it will pass. Keep things in perspective... that there is nothing else that I would truly rather be doing than protecting my people and in order to do that I have to go through the entirety of the process good and bad. Suddenly it's not so hard. Suddenly it's not so tough. It takes a lot of energy, but it's worth it. I worked as hard as I could through basic, both on what I needed to do and on helping other soldiers that were having a hard time. I'm proud of how I handled my first couple of months in the army and I should be. At our graduation ceremony I was recognized by my Commanders as being the top soldier in the unit through basic and was given the honor of carrying my Commanders weapon. That too, is a moment that I won't forget.
There are so many stories and so much more to update, but it will have to wait until next time.
Finally I want to say: A special Thank You Thank You Thank You to Ami, Paul and Danielle, and JMill! You are all Tzadikim! I can't describe how horrible it feels to not know where you're going to sleep; and how amazing it feels to have people so openly and warmly invite and insist on having me stay with them, help me out with storing my bags, make sure I have a nice Shabbat Dinner, a hot shower, and a place to do laundry. Unbelievable. You are truly friends of the highest caliber and incredible human beings. Those too are moments that I won't forget.
06:30
The stars are all gone now, replaced by a myriad of colors just making their way over the Eastern mountains. The valley and foothills to my left cease to be outlines and start to take form. I see cows in the pastures and cars starting to make their way from village to village. It seems as if the World is awakening. The birds are up now, singing to each other. It almost sounds as if they're saying their morning prayers, as I will be in just a few more minutes... "Amod Noach!" I hear. Instantly and without conscious thought I move my left leg out and tilt my M-16 forward with my right hand. "Amod Dom!" I resume position. To my left and right, soldiers stand solid and stiff, awaiting. The Commanders take their places in front of us. Previously only a dream, I am now only moments from making it reality. The flag is raised, saluted. And now: "Col Od Balevav..." We sing the Israeli national anthem, for the first time as soldiers, for the first time fully understanding what it means: As long as in the heart, within, a Jewish soul yearns and forward, towards the East an eye looks to Zion: Our hope is not yet lost! The hope of two thousand years. To be a free people in our land, the land of Zion and Jerusalem. I think about what that really means. It's easy to understand the words or the history or the dream, but to Live It, that is something else entirely. This is it, this is the hope - I'm living the hope! Shivers run down my spine and my eyes water up with tears of elation. 'Don't forget this, don't ever forget this moment and don't ever forget why you're here.' I tell myself.
22:58
I furiously scramble back to my room, bumping off walls like a pinball trying not to drop anything ... 'Why was there such a big line at the bathroom?' I ask myself. It feels like I was waiting for eternity to take my contacts out. Finally next to my bunk bed, i carefully throw my contact solution, water bottle, pants and shirt into an organized mess on top of my duffel bag. I jump on to the top bunk, adjust my luxurious pillow (really just my army jacket) and pull the sleeping bag on top of me. Now that I'm lying down I realize how exhausted I really am, it feels like I could sleep for days. I glance at my watch, 7 seconds left... I guess I could have relaxed a little more and taken my time. I shut off the lights just as the door opens. "Laila Tov (goodnight)" the Samelet (division Commander) says. "Laila Tov HaSamelet" we respond in unison. The door closes and there's silence for a few seconds has we hear her footsteps walking away. I'm already half asleep. "Laila Tov Americans" I hear Vladimir say. I smile: "Laila Tov Russians" I quietly respond. "Russians?" he says, "We are not Russians! I'm from Ukraine, Dimitry is from Moldova and Dimi is from Kazakhstan.". I had no idea. "I'm sorry" I reply, "Goodnight, Ukraine, goodnight Moldova, goodnight Kazakhstan.". "Thank you" Vladimir replies. A few more seconds go by, and again I can feel myself falling into the heavenly bliss that is sleep. "Just to set the record straight" Leon bursts out, "I'm not from America, I'm from Venezuela. Ephraim here is from Australia and Simcha is from Canada.". Vladimir responds: "Oh, you're from Venezuela... wow... LAILA TOV!". The entire room explodes with laughter, partly from exhaustion... but mostly from Vladimir's delivery and the ridiculousness of the conversation. We all truly feel like brothers, but because the only common language between us is Hebrew it's incredibly difficult to really get to know everyone... how could we have spent a month together and not know what COUNTRY our brothers are from? The door slams open and the room goes silent. "Everyone who just laughed on your feet and outside NOW!" the Samelet commands. Three of us get up and go outside. "You have 5 minutes to change into full uniform and report for sport" she says. Sport really just means a whole hell of a lot of sprinting from object to object, push ups, sit ups, up downs and etc... the type of stuff you're not particularly keen on doing when all you really want is to sleep. 45 minutes later and the three of us return to our room. I'm a sweaty mess. Everyone inside is sleeping. I climb back onto my bed in the dark wondering why in the world I (one of the shortest guys in the room) chose a top bunk. I guess when I see bunk beds I think of summer camp. This is definitely not summer camp. I lay down and think to myself as I close my eyes: 'This too is a moment that I won't soon forget.'
That's what life has been like for my first two months in the army... ups and downs. Sometimes it's REALLY good and sometimes it's REALLY bad. For some, going through 0-2 basic may be the hardest thing they have ever had to do in their lives. I'm not ashamed to admit that it's tough. It takes a lot of mental and personal discipline. Everyday I'm told what to do and when to do it by a girl who is 4 years younger than me. She's my commander. Most days I get screamed at or yelled at or treated like a little kid because someone somewhere at sometime messed up on something... not necessarily me. But we're a unit, and we're a team, and we're brothers. Most times through basic I didn't understand exactly what I was supposed to do. The army only speaks to you in Hebrew, and I don't speak Hebrew... yet (I'm almost at conversational). The only way I could handle the experience was to do my best, give the maximum I could give 100% of the time. It's all about perspective... sure there are parts that are shitty... but so what? I expected that. Just accept that whatever I'm not enjoying is going to be unenjoyable. Something being unenjoyable doesn't excuse me from giving my all. Realize that it will pass. Keep things in perspective... that there is nothing else that I would truly rather be doing than protecting my people and in order to do that I have to go through the entirety of the process good and bad. Suddenly it's not so hard. Suddenly it's not so tough. It takes a lot of energy, but it's worth it. I worked as hard as I could through basic, both on what I needed to do and on helping other soldiers that were having a hard time. I'm proud of how I handled my first couple of months in the army and I should be. At our graduation ceremony I was recognized by my Commanders as being the top soldier in the unit through basic and was given the honor of carrying my Commanders weapon. That too, is a moment that I won't forget.
There are so many stories and so much more to update, but it will have to wait until next time.
Finally I want to say: A special Thank You Thank You Thank You to Ami, Paul and Danielle, and JMill! You are all Tzadikim! I can't describe how horrible it feels to not know where you're going to sleep; and how amazing it feels to have people so openly and warmly invite and insist on having me stay with them, help me out with storing my bags, make sure I have a nice Shabbat Dinner, a hot shower, and a place to do laundry. Unbelievable. You are truly friends of the highest caliber and incredible human beings. Those too are moments that I won't forget.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Reporting for Duty, 07:30 tomorrow morning
Well, civilian life has sure been awesome!
Tomorrow morning I finally become an Israeli soldier, pretty amazing. These past two months in Israel have been nothing short of phenomenal.
The most popular question I have been asked this past week is: "Are you excited or nervous to join the army?". The answer is that I'm neither. I don't think I'll ever be excited to fight... War is gruesome and much of the military experience can be incredibly negative. Unfortunately it's necessary. My answer is that "I'm ready". I've had 7 years to consider this decision and since making it in May, I've had over half a year to mentally prepare. I know that I would much rather have fun, enjoy life with friends, learn at school or yeshiva, or work in an industry that I enjoy (like hospitality). I'm joining the army because I feel it's my responsibility to do so. Even though I may not enjoy the everyday activities, I know that this is the right decision for me and that I will ultimately be happier by having served in the Israeli army. Once tomorrow, 7:30am arrives I will no longer be "Zachary Waxer". I will be "Zachary Waxer, property of the Israeli Government". In anything that I commit to I give 110% and this will be no different. I may be property, but I'll have an ownership mentality. I'll do my best and I have the confidence and competence to be a damn good soldier.
I'm not excited. I'm not nervous. I am ready.
Tomorrow morning I finally become an Israeli soldier, pretty amazing. These past two months in Israel have been nothing short of phenomenal.
The most popular question I have been asked this past week is: "Are you excited or nervous to join the army?". The answer is that I'm neither. I don't think I'll ever be excited to fight... War is gruesome and much of the military experience can be incredibly negative. Unfortunately it's necessary. My answer is that "I'm ready". I've had 7 years to consider this decision and since making it in May, I've had over half a year to mentally prepare. I know that I would much rather have fun, enjoy life with friends, learn at school or yeshiva, or work in an industry that I enjoy (like hospitality). I'm joining the army because I feel it's my responsibility to do so. Even though I may not enjoy the everyday activities, I know that this is the right decision for me and that I will ultimately be happier by having served in the Israeli army. Once tomorrow, 7:30am arrives I will no longer be "Zachary Waxer". I will be "Zachary Waxer, property of the Israeli Government". In anything that I commit to I give 110% and this will be no different. I may be property, but I'll have an ownership mentality. I'll do my best and I have the confidence and competence to be a damn good soldier.
I'm not excited. I'm not nervous. I am ready.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thank You
My favorite holiday of the year is finally here, Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving means playing football, eating great food with family, watching Independence Day, having a very political conversation/debate, Conquering the World in Risk, and staying up all night playing video games to get a good sale on some trivial item during black Friday.
This year, however I'll be spending my Thanksgiving in Yeshiva.
I have actually been keeping quite busy studying at Aish Hatorah, an ultra-orthodox Yeshiva located literally right across from the Western Wall. I'm in what's called The Essentials course. Most people that know of Aish think it is a fairly brainwashing institution, but I think it depends on what your definition of brainwashing is. I definitely haven't drunk the kool-aid, though it is available everyday for lunch (in two flavors!). I have greatly increased my understanding and knowledge of the Jewish Religion and have changed my views on what type of Jew I want to be.
I have always felt that Judaism is one of, if not the most important aspect of my life. I have always been active in my temple: I've led services since the 4th grade, served on the Worship Committee and Long Range Planning Committee, became a bar-mitzvah, was active in the local youth group as the Religious and Cultural Vice President, and recently taught both Religious and Hebrew School. I have always felt a connection to Judaism, but it was always a vague connection. I now have some definition.
I know that G-d is one. Many misunderstand this as the belief in one G-d, there is a difference. I also believe that G-d gave Moses The Torah, both written Torah and much (if not all) oral Torah. I have come to this conclusion of my own accord as it makes the most logical sense given all evidence that I have been provided with at this point in my life. This means that I will at some point (after the army) learn and study the Torah to uphold the commandments. As different as this type of lifestyle is from most of Modern Day Society, I get it. It's beautiful. It fosters goodness, teaches children how to be good people. It creates successful marriages and meaningful relationships. It promotes and provides a meaningful and joyous way of life. I want my children to be able to experience Shabbas and to be able to understand the lessons from the Torah and history of my People.
I'm still not sure if I'm going to make Aliyah, or what I want to do with my life (to spread goodness), but I do know how I want to live my life.
I've been attending an amazing seminar entitled the "Possible You" provided by Rabbi Yom Tov Glaser. It's been incredibly insightful and very moving. I had a breakthrough today during one of the exercises. Since my teenage years I have found it very difficult to remember a lot of my youth. I figured I blocked most of it out and would never be able to remember. Today, during the seminar I was able to see SO much of my past. The Good, the bad and the ugly. I saw an image of myself at 4 years old and understood who I used to be. I took my four year old self through my life, one important moment to the next. He is free of all of the shields I have put up over the years, free of the drama, the negativity, the bad decisions. He's me before I stopped being me. Now I understand more of who I am. I did something I've only done once in the past 6 years. I cried.
I am so thankful for the upbringing that I had. For the family that supported and loved me. My beautiful mother, caring and nurturing me. My wonderful father, always guiding me in the right direction. My amazing siblings who gave me endless opportunities.
I was never a good role model for my siblings. I cared less about them than what I did the outside world. In my attempt to fit in with my peers I developed into someone who wasn't me. The closer I got to my goal of "being cool" the further I got from my values. I ended up hurting a lot of people. I lashed out at my family; they clashed with my goals. I destroyed my relationships with my brother and sister. Thankfully, with the help of some advice from a mentor and friend I was able to start mending my relationship with my sister before I left for Israel. Hopefully I will be able to create a sense of trust with my brother so that we can rekindle having a real relationship as well. Mom, Dad, Kira and Ben thank you so much for being my family. You are a Blessing and I love all of you very much.
Thanksgiving means playing football, eating great food with family, watching Independence Day, having a very political conversation/debate, Conquering the World in Risk, and staying up all night playing video games to get a good sale on some trivial item during black Friday.
This year, however I'll be spending my Thanksgiving in Yeshiva.
I have actually been keeping quite busy studying at Aish Hatorah, an ultra-orthodox Yeshiva located literally right across from the Western Wall. I'm in what's called The Essentials course. Most people that know of Aish think it is a fairly brainwashing institution, but I think it depends on what your definition of brainwashing is. I definitely haven't drunk the kool-aid, though it is available everyday for lunch (in two flavors!). I have greatly increased my understanding and knowledge of the Jewish Religion and have changed my views on what type of Jew I want to be.
I have always felt that Judaism is one of, if not the most important aspect of my life. I have always been active in my temple: I've led services since the 4th grade, served on the Worship Committee and Long Range Planning Committee, became a bar-mitzvah, was active in the local youth group as the Religious and Cultural Vice President, and recently taught both Religious and Hebrew School. I have always felt a connection to Judaism, but it was always a vague connection. I now have some definition.
I know that G-d is one. Many misunderstand this as the belief in one G-d, there is a difference. I also believe that G-d gave Moses The Torah, both written Torah and much (if not all) oral Torah. I have come to this conclusion of my own accord as it makes the most logical sense given all evidence that I have been provided with at this point in my life. This means that I will at some point (after the army) learn and study the Torah to uphold the commandments. As different as this type of lifestyle is from most of Modern Day Society, I get it. It's beautiful. It fosters goodness, teaches children how to be good people. It creates successful marriages and meaningful relationships. It promotes and provides a meaningful and joyous way of life. I want my children to be able to experience Shabbas and to be able to understand the lessons from the Torah and history of my People.
I'm still not sure if I'm going to make Aliyah, or what I want to do with my life (to spread goodness), but I do know how I want to live my life.
I've been attending an amazing seminar entitled the "Possible You" provided by Rabbi Yom Tov Glaser. It's been incredibly insightful and very moving. I had a breakthrough today during one of the exercises. Since my teenage years I have found it very difficult to remember a lot of my youth. I figured I blocked most of it out and would never be able to remember. Today, during the seminar I was able to see SO much of my past. The Good, the bad and the ugly. I saw an image of myself at 4 years old and understood who I used to be. I took my four year old self through my life, one important moment to the next. He is free of all of the shields I have put up over the years, free of the drama, the negativity, the bad decisions. He's me before I stopped being me. Now I understand more of who I am. I did something I've only done once in the past 6 years. I cried.
I am so thankful for the upbringing that I had. For the family that supported and loved me. My beautiful mother, caring and nurturing me. My wonderful father, always guiding me in the right direction. My amazing siblings who gave me endless opportunities.
I was never a good role model for my siblings. I cared less about them than what I did the outside world. In my attempt to fit in with my peers I developed into someone who wasn't me. The closer I got to my goal of "being cool" the further I got from my values. I ended up hurting a lot of people. I lashed out at my family; they clashed with my goals. I destroyed my relationships with my brother and sister. Thankfully, with the help of some advice from a mentor and friend I was able to start mending my relationship with my sister before I left for Israel. Hopefully I will be able to create a sense of trust with my brother so that we can rekindle having a real relationship as well. Mom, Dad, Kira and Ben thank you so much for being my family. You are a Blessing and I love all of you very much.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
What makes something Good or Evil depends on what is True
Here are two questions, please comment with your answers/opinions and provide your reasoning:
1. Without God, what defines Good and Evil?
2. Without the Bible, what defines Good and Evil?
This is in relation only to an Absolute Good and an Absolute Evil.
Have a Wonderful Shabbat!
1. Without God, what defines Good and Evil?
2. Without the Bible, what defines Good and Evil?
This is in relation only to an Absolute Good and an Absolute Evil.
Have a Wonderful Shabbat!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
What does that have to do with the price of Tea in China?
It is hard to believe that it's been an entire month since my return to Israel! A month ago today I took possibly the largest leap of faith I have ever taken, leaving my family, friends and life I had been living behind to pursue an ideological value. It's interesting that for over the past year I have been constantly working to control my emotions, using my intellect to determine the correct response. Coming to Israel was a truly emotional idea. Logically I should have stayed in California, and I am glad that I didn't. It's also interesting that today happens to be the first day of Kislev (one of the months in the Jewish Calendar), the same month of Hanukah.
This past Thursday I visited Kibbutz Tzuba, where I stayed in 2004 on the EIE program. Some of my most vivid memories and some of my most profound realizations are from Tzuba. This was the first place I experienced in Israel, the first place I lived in Israel. To me, Tzuba remains in some small part of my brain the very idea of what Israel is. I had not been to the Kibbutz in 5 years. On the bus-ride over, I was delighted to see the familiar towns as we started to approach the Kibbutz. I remembered each turn and curve on the road and knew which direction the bus was going to take before it actually took it. It was like reading an old book you haven't read in a while, you know how the story is going to unfold and what turns the plot is going to make, but you're excited at the story and nostalgic for when you first read it. Once I got to the Kibbutz, I was greeted by the familiar sights and smells. I started walking around, reacquainting myself with this home away from home. I walked past the classrooms and the hotel rooms, remembering the good times spent there. I passed by some of the current EIE kids and was shocked at how young they seemed to me. My memories of myself must not age much. I walked up to the Tel, which was a crusader fortress. And then I walked to the tree. There is a tree at Kibbutz Tzuba that is very very old. There are benches by the tree, with a spectacular view of the Judean Hills. One of my most powerful images I have from EIE is sneaking up to the tree with some other kids from EIE and smoking hookah. At the time I was reading The Tanakh. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The weather was perfect, just a pleasant breeze coming through. As I looked out at those beautiful Judean Hills it hit me - the connection. The understanding that I was part of a lineage dating back to Abraham and that years ago Abraham was walking in these very hills. It was a realization that altered my understanding of the World and history and of purpose. This spot that I returned to was responsible for a great deal of the mindset that I continue to have. To me, this very spot represents the physical connection between the Land of Israel and myself. Returning to the tree was as powerful as returning to the Western Wall. Seeing and touching the Western Wall represents my return to The Torah. Seeing and touching the tree represents my return to the physical Land of Israel.
I couldn't stop smiling as I wrote that last paragraph.
After seeing the tree, I was able to meet with Reuven my Jewish History and Culture teacher from EIE. Reuven lives at Kibbutz Tzuba and made Aliyah to Israel over 40 years ago. He is not religious, yet has a limitless amount of knowledge of the Tanakh, of the History of the Jewish People, and the Hebrew Language. He is an incredibly proud Israeli and one of the wisest people I have ever met. I consider him to be a role model. We had a nice conversation, ranging from reminiscing about my EIE class and who has returned to Israel to politics to what it means to be a Jew. It is Reuven's opinion (and the more I consider it, the more I tend to agree) that the one most important aspect The Jewish people is the Hebrew Language. It is the glue that holds the People together, ties them to our History, and creates a unique Culture. This is a very interesting statement with many implications, and I would love to dive deeper into the subject on a more personal basis if any of you would like. Let me provide you with just one example:
Translate the following phrase from English to Hebrew: "What does that have to do with the price of Tea in China?"
The History of this phrase comes from the English History, when Tea traders would buy tea from China for very cheap and then ship the tea to be sold in Great Britain for exorbitant prices. Because the product was the same, but the cost was such a variable depending on geographic location, this phrase came to represent a discord. In other words - what does 'A' have to do with 'B'?
The Hebrew Translation: "What does the Shmitta (The Sabbatical Year) have to do with Mt. Sinai?"
This translation, now a phrase in modern Hebrew is a direct quote from Rashi! Rashi is one of the most pivotal Rabbis in Jewish History and wrote a large portion of the Talmud. In the Torah, the Shmitta directly follows the events at Mount Sinai and Rashi asks in his commentary what the connection is. In other words - what does 'A' have to do with 'B'?
Language is an imprint of the History, Culture, and Religion through time. Hebrew preserves the essence of what it means to be a Jew through the act of reading and writing.
One of the reasons I decided to return to Israel was to reconnect and redefine where I stand Religiously. I was brought up Reform and for most of my life have seriously considered becoming a Reform Rabbi. Unfortunately, over the past few years I became lazy when it came to practicing the religion. I did not attend services regularly (or at all) or make any effort to keep Shabbat. I relied solely on the values and teachings of Judaism in my everyday to help guide me to make the right decisions, but I did not make any effort to pursue further knowledge. At some level I knew that I was spiritually starving.
I now live in Jerusalem, the holiest place in the world for Jews. I have unlimited opportunities to learn and to grow. I've started attending services and keeping Shabbat. I've even put on tefillin once or twice. I've kept Kosher since returning to Israel. And I've just completed my first week at the Yeshiva Aish Hatorah which is located in The Old City, literally overlooking the Western Wall.
It is really interesting to go to Reform Services and Orthodox services and to note the differences and similarities between them. One of my friends is attending the Rabbinical school at HUC here in Jerusalem and I was able to attend a service she led last week. It was beautiful and joyous. The songs were happy and cheerful and I believe that one could absolutely connect with God during such a service. Orthodox services on the other hand, are much less about the group and much more personal. The women don't even pray in the same area as the men, to keep the mind focused on prayer. In fact, the idea of a woman leading services is incredibly foreign to most orthodox Jews. This is, however the traditional form of Jewish prayer and has not really changed in the past 2000 years. I believe that one could absolutely connect with God during such a service as well. A week ago I went to a Havdala service (The service ending the Shabbat and separating it from the week to come) at a Chasidic (ultra-orthodox) Rabbi's house. I was the only non black hat there. All of the melodies they sang were completely foreign to me, but absolutely beautiful. They were simple, but very moving. Tribal almost. The closest thing that I could relate it to would be a Klingon war song. Very interesting experience, I probably won't forget it for as long as I live.
As I mentioned a little earlier, I started studying at Aish. I am always interested in learning and decided that the downtime I have before the army is perfect. The classes have been very interesting, if a bit basic. I am in the Essentials program, which is the Introductory program for the Yeshiva and goes over the ideology behind what it means to be a Jew, Jewish Values, how to be Good person, etc. Originally I thought I would be diving straight into studying the Torah and the Talmud and was a bit put-off by how basic the classes really were. I consider myself to be a Good person, with basic Jewish Values and with a basic understanding of Judaism. I even consider myself to be somewhat enlightened. I realized, though, that this is a different form of Judaism than what I am used to and what I was brought up in. While a lot of the ideology and concepts are similar, there are a few major differences between Reform and Orthodox. To me, the main question is the very legitimacy of the current Oral Torah. According to the Judaism that I was raised in, the Written Torah is the number one most important tool for Jews. According to Orthodox Judaism, the Oral Torah is just as important and just as legitimate. It is a difficult concept, and one that I look forward to wrestling with for the foreseeable future. Starting with the Essentials program is not unlike studying different forms of Martial Arts. One might attain a black belt in HopKiDo, but if he wants to study Shou Shu he will start that art with a White Belt. While a lot of the material from one art form mirrors, complements, and can be utilized in the other, doing so requires an understanding of the new art form. So too must I now approach these classes with humility and an open mind. I'm eager to learn as much as I can and to truly wrestle with the subject material.
Israel truly is a small world. I have run into SO many people randomly: old friends, tourists, and my new friend Lucas. About a week and a half ago I was walking to The Jewish Quarter in the Old City to start my first day of classes at Aish. Randomly, this guy came up to me and asked for directions to the Western Wall. I decided to show him how to get there, since I was also going. His name is Lucas. We started talking and as it turns out, he was also starting classes at Aish that same day! Not only that, but he is doing the same army program I am doing, will be drafted the same day as me, and we will be in the same basic training camp for the first 3 months! What's really interesting, though, is that in a lot of ways he is who I saw myself as 4 years ago. He is 19, a Libertarian and fiercely proud American. He is very sure of himself and quick to act, quick to talk, quick to emotion. He has very specific views of the Arab world and Muslim religion that I once shared. It is almost as if looking into a mirror and seeing a reflection of a younger me. I have gained a lot of tools over the past few years, especially after working at Carmel Valley Ranch. I have become much more calm and rational, much more in control of my emotions and much more open minded about the World. But I did lose something... maybe I am a bit too detached.
Lastly, I am very much looking forward to joining the army. While I have been learning a lot, experiencing a lot, and enjoying life I came here for a reason. I'm not sure which unit I'm going to serve in yet, but I'm giving serious consideration to trying out for paratroopers. Another thing I'm seriously considering is making Aliyah. I'm not going to make the decision until after the army, but not a day goes by that I don't think about it. Each time I think about it I lean more and more towards staying in Israel. It's getting harder and harder to imagine leaving. I'm happy here. More than that, it's the opportunity to live in the promised land. The Covenant is a central aspect of Judaism. I still love America. And Baseball. And Apple pie. I just also love Felafel.
This past Thursday I visited Kibbutz Tzuba, where I stayed in 2004 on the EIE program. Some of my most vivid memories and some of my most profound realizations are from Tzuba. This was the first place I experienced in Israel, the first place I lived in Israel. To me, Tzuba remains in some small part of my brain the very idea of what Israel is. I had not been to the Kibbutz in 5 years. On the bus-ride over, I was delighted to see the familiar towns as we started to approach the Kibbutz. I remembered each turn and curve on the road and knew which direction the bus was going to take before it actually took it. It was like reading an old book you haven't read in a while, you know how the story is going to unfold and what turns the plot is going to make, but you're excited at the story and nostalgic for when you first read it. Once I got to the Kibbutz, I was greeted by the familiar sights and smells. I started walking around, reacquainting myself with this home away from home. I walked past the classrooms and the hotel rooms, remembering the good times spent there. I passed by some of the current EIE kids and was shocked at how young they seemed to me. My memories of myself must not age much. I walked up to the Tel, which was a crusader fortress. And then I walked to the tree. There is a tree at Kibbutz Tzuba that is very very old. There are benches by the tree, with a spectacular view of the Judean Hills. One of my most powerful images I have from EIE is sneaking up to the tree with some other kids from EIE and smoking hookah. At the time I was reading The Tanakh. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The weather was perfect, just a pleasant breeze coming through. As I looked out at those beautiful Judean Hills it hit me - the connection. The understanding that I was part of a lineage dating back to Abraham and that years ago Abraham was walking in these very hills. It was a realization that altered my understanding of the World and history and of purpose. This spot that I returned to was responsible for a great deal of the mindset that I continue to have. To me, this very spot represents the physical connection between the Land of Israel and myself. Returning to the tree was as powerful as returning to the Western Wall. Seeing and touching the Western Wall represents my return to The Torah. Seeing and touching the tree represents my return to the physical Land of Israel.
I couldn't stop smiling as I wrote that last paragraph.
After seeing the tree, I was able to meet with Reuven my Jewish History and Culture teacher from EIE. Reuven lives at Kibbutz Tzuba and made Aliyah to Israel over 40 years ago. He is not religious, yet has a limitless amount of knowledge of the Tanakh, of the History of the Jewish People, and the Hebrew Language. He is an incredibly proud Israeli and one of the wisest people I have ever met. I consider him to be a role model. We had a nice conversation, ranging from reminiscing about my EIE class and who has returned to Israel to politics to what it means to be a Jew. It is Reuven's opinion (and the more I consider it, the more I tend to agree) that the one most important aspect The Jewish people is the Hebrew Language. It is the glue that holds the People together, ties them to our History, and creates a unique Culture. This is a very interesting statement with many implications, and I would love to dive deeper into the subject on a more personal basis if any of you would like. Let me provide you with just one example:
Translate the following phrase from English to Hebrew: "What does that have to do with the price of Tea in China?"
The History of this phrase comes from the English History, when Tea traders would buy tea from China for very cheap and then ship the tea to be sold in Great Britain for exorbitant prices. Because the product was the same, but the cost was such a variable depending on geographic location, this phrase came to represent a discord. In other words - what does 'A' have to do with 'B'?
The Hebrew Translation: "What does the Shmitta (The Sabbatical Year) have to do with Mt. Sinai?"
This translation, now a phrase in modern Hebrew is a direct quote from Rashi! Rashi is one of the most pivotal Rabbis in Jewish History and wrote a large portion of the Talmud. In the Torah, the Shmitta directly follows the events at Mount Sinai and Rashi asks in his commentary what the connection is. In other words - what does 'A' have to do with 'B'?
Language is an imprint of the History, Culture, and Religion through time. Hebrew preserves the essence of what it means to be a Jew through the act of reading and writing.
One of the reasons I decided to return to Israel was to reconnect and redefine where I stand Religiously. I was brought up Reform and for most of my life have seriously considered becoming a Reform Rabbi. Unfortunately, over the past few years I became lazy when it came to practicing the religion. I did not attend services regularly (or at all) or make any effort to keep Shabbat. I relied solely on the values and teachings of Judaism in my everyday to help guide me to make the right decisions, but I did not make any effort to pursue further knowledge. At some level I knew that I was spiritually starving.
I now live in Jerusalem, the holiest place in the world for Jews. I have unlimited opportunities to learn and to grow. I've started attending services and keeping Shabbat. I've even put on tefillin once or twice. I've kept Kosher since returning to Israel. And I've just completed my first week at the Yeshiva Aish Hatorah which is located in The Old City, literally overlooking the Western Wall.
It is really interesting to go to Reform Services and Orthodox services and to note the differences and similarities between them. One of my friends is attending the Rabbinical school at HUC here in Jerusalem and I was able to attend a service she led last week. It was beautiful and joyous. The songs were happy and cheerful and I believe that one could absolutely connect with God during such a service. Orthodox services on the other hand, are much less about the group and much more personal. The women don't even pray in the same area as the men, to keep the mind focused on prayer. In fact, the idea of a woman leading services is incredibly foreign to most orthodox Jews. This is, however the traditional form of Jewish prayer and has not really changed in the past 2000 years. I believe that one could absolutely connect with God during such a service as well. A week ago I went to a Havdala service (The service ending the Shabbat and separating it from the week to come) at a Chasidic (ultra-orthodox) Rabbi's house. I was the only non black hat there. All of the melodies they sang were completely foreign to me, but absolutely beautiful. They were simple, but very moving. Tribal almost. The closest thing that I could relate it to would be a Klingon war song. Very interesting experience, I probably won't forget it for as long as I live.
As I mentioned a little earlier, I started studying at Aish. I am always interested in learning and decided that the downtime I have before the army is perfect. The classes have been very interesting, if a bit basic. I am in the Essentials program, which is the Introductory program for the Yeshiva and goes over the ideology behind what it means to be a Jew, Jewish Values, how to be Good person, etc. Originally I thought I would be diving straight into studying the Torah and the Talmud and was a bit put-off by how basic the classes really were. I consider myself to be a Good person, with basic Jewish Values and with a basic understanding of Judaism. I even consider myself to be somewhat enlightened. I realized, though, that this is a different form of Judaism than what I am used to and what I was brought up in. While a lot of the ideology and concepts are similar, there are a few major differences between Reform and Orthodox. To me, the main question is the very legitimacy of the current Oral Torah. According to the Judaism that I was raised in, the Written Torah is the number one most important tool for Jews. According to Orthodox Judaism, the Oral Torah is just as important and just as legitimate. It is a difficult concept, and one that I look forward to wrestling with for the foreseeable future. Starting with the Essentials program is not unlike studying different forms of Martial Arts. One might attain a black belt in HopKiDo, but if he wants to study Shou Shu he will start that art with a White Belt. While a lot of the material from one art form mirrors, complements, and can be utilized in the other, doing so requires an understanding of the new art form. So too must I now approach these classes with humility and an open mind. I'm eager to learn as much as I can and to truly wrestle with the subject material.
Israel truly is a small world. I have run into SO many people randomly: old friends, tourists, and my new friend Lucas. About a week and a half ago I was walking to The Jewish Quarter in the Old City to start my first day of classes at Aish. Randomly, this guy came up to me and asked for directions to the Western Wall. I decided to show him how to get there, since I was also going. His name is Lucas. We started talking and as it turns out, he was also starting classes at Aish that same day! Not only that, but he is doing the same army program I am doing, will be drafted the same day as me, and we will be in the same basic training camp for the first 3 months! What's really interesting, though, is that in a lot of ways he is who I saw myself as 4 years ago. He is 19, a Libertarian and fiercely proud American. He is very sure of himself and quick to act, quick to talk, quick to emotion. He has very specific views of the Arab world and Muslim religion that I once shared. It is almost as if looking into a mirror and seeing a reflection of a younger me. I have gained a lot of tools over the past few years, especially after working at Carmel Valley Ranch. I have become much more calm and rational, much more in control of my emotions and much more open minded about the World. But I did lose something... maybe I am a bit too detached.
Lastly, I am very much looking forward to joining the army. While I have been learning a lot, experiencing a lot, and enjoying life I came here for a reason. I'm not sure which unit I'm going to serve in yet, but I'm giving serious consideration to trying out for paratroopers. Another thing I'm seriously considering is making Aliyah. I'm not going to make the decision until after the army, but not a day goes by that I don't think about it. Each time I think about it I lean more and more towards staying in Israel. It's getting harder and harder to imagine leaving. I'm happy here. More than that, it's the opportunity to live in the promised land. The Covenant is a central aspect of Judaism. I still love America. And Baseball. And Apple pie. I just also love Felafel.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
When Will We Grow Up?
Do you know what I want more than anything? World Peace. Not the kind of peace that beauty pageant contestants say. Not the kind of peace that exists when Nations are not at war with each other. Not the hippie two fingered salute of non-action. I want an active Peace. A bold, loud, daring peace. I want brother helping brother, man helping man. The type of peace where hunger and starvation do not exist because we, humanity will not allow it. I want the type of peace where anger and discomfort, hate and evil become eradicated from the very fabric of what it means to be human. These need to be replaced. Someday, if this experiment that is humanity succeeds, they will be. Curiosity will replace anger, Comfort will consume discomfort. Love will destroy hatred. And Good will triumph over evil.
Today, the world operates on fabricated principles of necessity. We, The People are maintained by Nations. Our actions are controlled by these Nations, by our Culture, and by our unique Individualities. Our systems maintain presence through the form of currency and might. This is the Best solution for mankind?
Our energy is created through non renewable resources. Why? Can we not truly discover a better way?
People become content with the every-day aspect of their lives and cease learning. Why? Have they lost passion?
People literally starve to death. Why? Do we not have the resources and capability to feed the world? We do.
Understand that today we (the fortunate souls in America and like-modeled Countries) are free. This is, truly remarkable. It is a HUGE step forward in the evolution of the mindset of humanity. For each person to have the opportunity to reach their full potential is unprecedented. But do not become complacent. Yearn for more. Strive for more. Each moment is an opportunity, each opportunity a gift.
I know the path to Active Peace, though it cannot be attained in our lifetime. The answer is actually, very simple. Be Good. Pursue goodness and righteousness, and do it actively. Each moment. Each opportunity. Destroy Evil. Do not destroy evil with hatred, but hate each and every evil act. Actively seek out evil, and blot it out. Treat your fellow humanity with humanity. Be passionate about learning. Learn about the World around you, and learn about Yourself. Each encounter is an opportunity to learn. Teach these values to your children and make sure they teach these values to their children. And have hope. Hope that someday humanity will exist as more than the sum of its parts. Where we can explore the universe that exists both in the stars and the universe that exists in every human being.
That is what I yearn for. That is what I strive for. That is the future that I live for and that I will continue to pursue.
Today, the world operates on fabricated principles of necessity. We, The People are maintained by Nations. Our actions are controlled by these Nations, by our Culture, and by our unique Individualities. Our systems maintain presence through the form of currency and might. This is the Best solution for mankind?
Our energy is created through non renewable resources. Why? Can we not truly discover a better way?
People become content with the every-day aspect of their lives and cease learning. Why? Have they lost passion?
People literally starve to death. Why? Do we not have the resources and capability to feed the world? We do.
Understand that today we (the fortunate souls in America and like-modeled Countries) are free. This is, truly remarkable. It is a HUGE step forward in the evolution of the mindset of humanity. For each person to have the opportunity to reach their full potential is unprecedented. But do not become complacent. Yearn for more. Strive for more. Each moment is an opportunity, each opportunity a gift.
I know the path to Active Peace, though it cannot be attained in our lifetime. The answer is actually, very simple. Be Good. Pursue goodness and righteousness, and do it actively. Each moment. Each opportunity. Destroy Evil. Do not destroy evil with hatred, but hate each and every evil act. Actively seek out evil, and blot it out. Treat your fellow humanity with humanity. Be passionate about learning. Learn about the World around you, and learn about Yourself. Each encounter is an opportunity to learn. Teach these values to your children and make sure they teach these values to their children. And have hope. Hope that someday humanity will exist as more than the sum of its parts. Where we can explore the universe that exists both in the stars and the universe that exists in every human being.
That is what I yearn for. That is what I strive for. That is the future that I live for and that I will continue to pursue.
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