1/1/97 6:00 pm NYC Past.
" please God help me out of this cave
known as NYC. . help me to get my essay/book/cd rom out there, and help
me to get back to Jerusalem."
The year of the mulitmedia project is over. The
year of the Aliyah, the 12 Dolphins, and The Ethiopian Woman has begun.
My one way flight to Tel Aviv is in 2 hours.
Im on my new powerbook 5300c, which I emptied
my bank account to get. When you got to save the world better make sure
you have the right computer.
So many miracles dont know where to start. . .
as usuall, energy flows both ways though and NYC and the dentists got their
last lick in. Four major fillings. . . drilled to deep, now my teeth hurt
more than before.. . .
But the bright side is too good to be true-
I went home last wendsday and had the best visit
ever. Said goodbye to my parents and drove them to the airport the next
day. They are in Jerusalem now, and comming back tomorow. Our planes will
actuallly pass over the atlantic.
Yesterday another miracle happened. I finnally
sent one copy of this book
to my first agent
The Spiritual Constipation is over. The demon's
on the run. The Ice broken.
I can now send dozens of copies to every publisher/agent
I can think of from jerusalem. I live near the post office there too. There
is no reason why I cant do everything from there.
Its freezin outside. . . people hurry buy starin
at the pavement. . . in jerusalem, my father said its 70 degrees.
God willing I will never have to suffer through
another winter again.
the last 5 days in Boston:
drove up in dad's truck on wnedsdya with my stuff
which ben brought down for me.
had a spiriual experience on the highway. . .
beautiful moon. . . blatisn Etnix, trance music. . .
bonded with joel and hana. . love my sibs. . .
got some awsome baby pictures- lerned more about myself. . . until now
the earliest I had reached was me at 5. . . now Im reachin the next level
in the video game known as life. . . so I have pictures with me- same expression-
only a couple of years earlier, infinitely, closer to ultimate self knowledge.
I also found the baby picture- the first photograph
of me taken, and I barely recognize myself. [I
will scan it soon- VIS says I look like a little bald buddha]
I established an internet connection immediaitely.
It was my families sloow computer. My father had two huge book casses lined
up on opposite walles. . . parallel walls of books. . books on vikenstien,
nietche, philosophy, God, metaphysics, insanity, african art. . evrythign
you can imagine. It was scary. (I dont beleive
1/2/97 11:26 pm Jerusalem time
7:50, jan 1. final check complete. I had packed
or shipped eveything in the 14th street one room studio apartment. I was
all set. Gave all my cup of loose change and the cookies MOm mailed me
to a homless woman taking refuge by the radietor downstairs. Tel Aviv car
service comming in 10 minutes. And then the zipper breaks on one of my
check in peices.
And God helps me not panik. Borrow kitchen nife
from people on stairs, not nervous. Doesnt work. Now what. Grab the packaging
tape, and wrapped it up without the zipper. Ready to go. Door rings. Tell
him to come back in 5 minutes.
Im outa here!
As the plane took off from JFK, I literally heard
a voice telling me to go, we are with you. 12 Dolphin Angels escorting
the plane off the runway?
I sat next to a charedi on the pkane ride commin
over here, but that's ok. He was cool.
The flight was arriving on the 2nd at 4:30 pm.
My parent's flight leaving Israel was in the morning of the same day. Actually,
it turned out that my father was going to England for the weekend, my mother
was going straight back to Boston.
I figured out that the plane I was on, and the
plane my mother was on, actually passed somewhere over the Atlantic. On
my way to becoming Son of Waves, fully, my mother passes by over the backdrop
of the ocean- my real mother- patiently waiting to comfort me.
Im here. Jerusalem. Back in _ _ _ E. St. The new
Double Mirrors headquaters. Thank God.
Finished initial unpacking. Finaliszed shippign
arangments. 800 pounds of gear is on the way. Meanwhile, Im diggin in with
Ive got here: powerbook 5300c, XP-50 synth (my flagship), N-90 and peripherals,
and Sea and Sea underwater camera.
Im here to stay. I may be dented, and a little
fucked, but whatever I can do Im ready. New Jew- Im at your service.
Gotta go- time to start a revolution. But I think
I'll hit the hay first.
1/3/96 10:49 am
Im in a different time zone- only seven hours
forward, but decades ahead in my quest to reach the innocence and the womb
of New Jew purity. Perhaps our minds are so sensitive that travellling
east, and being just hours ahead of where you were can permently alter
our spiirts. If I never go back, I have stayed 7 hours in the future. Infinitely
forward in my evolution towards full Dolphin.
[cool there is a new idea- here in Jerusalem,
new ideas come easily. I said to rabbi twersky that Jews are very stubborn.
But stuboorness goes both ways. I explained that I able to survive spiritually
because I am very stubborn about spiritual experience. I can have one memnt
of light, go back the cave and dwell on that moment indefinitly. Make a
whole multimedia project in the darknees of my apaprtment on 14th st. Now
Im writting about a moment that happened hours ago, but it is already parmemantly
part of the inifite regression of my soul.
[Id love to keep on writting, but I have to go
fix my phone. I need it on so I can arrange for the 800 pounds of equipment
that is waiting in NYC to get sent here. I hope I didnt blow the phone
wire by conected the bad transformer to the answering machine. . oh well
better that I make electric mistakes now with cheap equipment than with
the mother ship on its way!]