YOM KIPPUR

If we're going to need anything this Yom Kippur, we're going to need a new sort of religious person. Every sermon is the same these days. Every priest and preacher and rabbi seems to think that the antecdote to their shrinking congregations is to build up Catholicism, build up Jewishness. Now I have even heard of Hindu extremism. All the people of religion fighting each other, different schools of the same religion struggling for their own version to take precedence. How sad when anyone with eyes can see that the new people of God will come from all people. All over the world people of faith are coming together, and we must come together. Enough of this war business. This Yom Kippur I am praying for unity. I am praying for people of true prayer truly concerned with God to come together in the difficult, difficult work of love. I spent the first twenty-odd years of my life looking for the right title, the right name, the right way to describe myself by which picture of God I prayed to. Now, I understand why Jesus said the son of man has no place to lay his head. We have to let these names go for God's sake, and become homeless.

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The dark
is the place where all life
is conceived
and every dream is born
somewhere
east of porn
lies the yearing touch
the spurting fire
we need

and could it be
that i could be the spice you
need
and that we could be
seasoning for each other
that where darkness meets
light
virtue meets sin
and we are held
in
glory?

Um, um, i want to be with you
oh, i
can't wait to be with you
ah, God, just to taste you
fly to me lover
fly to me!

come to me sexy, come
come come
come candy cane
licorice wand
see me all mouth a'water lovely
come, quick
come

Surrounded by this great cloud of witnesses... by all of these people who have inspired me, by Edith Beale, by Frida Kahlo, by Ghandhi, by June Caldwell.... I have suddenly a great desire not to be them, but to answer the call they answered, and be myself.

What is the shofar saying today?
Maybe, perhaps, it is asking me what I a hungry for, what I really, really want. It seems we spend the majority of our time with half cravings and ghosts of what we desire, always out of energy, always semi-chasing what other people have told us we should desire. Going from silly thing to silly thing. And so we don't have anything. Do I want love? Do I want peace? I should. I think I do. What do I desire? And what do you?