Accidentally on Purpose

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Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Last Summer Part I

The glorious months of summer WERE always anticipated and joyful. We basked in sun, we splashed in the sea of fun, and our hearts were full of joy. Cheer came out of the closet and joined our parties and trips which were celebrated with great joy. Mother made sure to plan a well-deserved vacation. As a family we loved relaxing together. Summers are designed for fun, vacations, adventures, and freedom. Until now summers were always an endless wave of amazing adventures. The last few drops of joy... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Who We Are

We are boundless There is no end to what we can become We are living in a holographic world We are infinite consciousness working through the body and having that experience We are connected to god. We are receivers and transmitters of information. We have no solidity. There IS no solidity; everything is made out of atoms –energy in constant motion. Every problem will right itself We are who we think we are “I think therefore I am” We are always looking to expand To grow, to become pure positive... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Transformation

Back to the Journey that brought me here from a humble little corner in the heart of Jerusalem. The first few weeks in this country began the relatively quick transformation that was going to take me from a happy and loved child into a very angry, hurt, and rebellious teenager. I was not aware of the process on the first few weeks, but I was aware of my anger as it was growing and overflowing. What I witnessed was horrifying. My hate for this animal, Shmuel Zevel Fryer, a religious zealot and... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Soldier of My Blood

Hey Soldier of my blood Hey brother of my sweat The angry mob stands side by side with the inferiors They prepare to destroy our life our shrine; ours is superior Their eyes red with desire to corrupt Ready to devour Willing to disrupt Hey soldier of my blood Stand strong, like a gigantic rock Hold the throne, don’t let it drop! Cast aside your personal fury Stand by me as we conquer the worthless absurdity called liberalism. Hold my hand; expunge the inferior sediment against capitalism. Our... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED...

Corbin Dallas because I am so passionate about the languages I speak and I just love to talk about my passion. So here is Cobin Dallas’ question Now I am very curious as to how...... you achieved your obvious success at mastering the language...... posted by Corbin_Dallas on July 7, 2010 at 8:55 AM As a writer, words and language are my clay and mold, for without the words or the language, how am I to write. I came to the United States on the summer between fifth and sixth grade. When I began... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

My First Day in America

Memories of a day filled with pain, fear, disappointment and uncertainty, lingers lazily in my rainbow of memories called life. For although on that day I felt trapped and downgraded, it was ultimately only a pebble on a road to a new beginning in a country that I quickly grew to cherish, and love. The first challenge I accepted within the first few days in this country was learning a new language. Nothing and nobody could have stopped me from the tunnel vision to speak, write and understand... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Prophet of my Heart; Father of my Soul

Lonliness, neglect, fear, and disillusionment all stem from one core that has attacked me from time to time as I journied through life surfing the waves of a stormy weather. When I read SAM444 poem: here is the link; http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/ I was touched and forced to sit down and write something. I didnt know what would end up on paper, but I knew it would. and this is what came out. Lonliness: Prophet of my heart, father of my soul: In the darkest hour of need Within the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Welcome To America

The first morning I opened my eyes in the land called America I was jetlagged and heavy hearted. The land of milk and honey left behind along with everything I loved including a peaceful and happy life. Life back home was under attack; from the other side of the boarder outside of my loving life. We were always ready for interruption any time day and night. It was a happy life with violent death sitting outside our window forever waiting for the opportunity to break the glass and march into our... Sign in to see full entry.

4 A.M.

......and once again it is turning out to be a sleepless night. That’s not good because I have a very long day ahead of me. The plan is; tons of work and tons of driving, how I will do it without sleep? I have no clue, but I will do it somehow. I just hope I don’t have an accident, because lack of sleep would make it difficult to drive. Perhaps I will have to pull over on the freeway and close my eyes for a bit, or perhaps I will somehow be able to cancel my appointments, but that is not going... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Journey: the arrival

Challenges and pitfalls break your heart and at times break your spirit. But in the process of rebuilding, the majestic soul called life, a surviving spirit will rise like a beacon out of the ashes of a broken heart, and into the glory of a magnificent life. No matter how horrible things seem to us, the rainbow at the end of the road is waiting. I only wish I knew that there may be hope, back when I walked into the haunted house I was forced to call home. Mother kept smiling like a lovesick... Sign in to see full entry.

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