לשנוא בזריחה

A man hates his enemy because he hates his own hate. He says to himself: This fellow, my enemy, has made me capable of hate. I hate him not because he's my enemy, not because he hates me, but because he arouses me to hate.

I recently heard that fear and thankfulness cannot be present in the mind at the same time. I have yet to test this theory with my stage fright.

רקמה אנושית אחת חיה

to sing, to sing.
oh why do people need to create issues from beautiful things?
yes, to sing. yes, to sing for all. with love, with heart.

and yes, those who have perished will listen.
plz, g-d. (or collective human consciousness.) whichever it is. :')

the point is that they will listen regardless of my name...
ואם אחד מאיתנו
הולך מעמנו
משהו מת בנו -
ומשהו, נשאר איתו

Bless G-d.

It's all going to be ok. Even in a hobbit house. Especially in a hobbit house. It's going to be ok.

And soon times will come where we will sing and sweep and the sun will shine and yiddish melodies will be yamtareetareetaretareetareetamed.

Sometimes you just gotta hold your breath, and leap, and then breathe again. bless. It's gonna be ok :')