sobbingoverthechallah
נישט קיין צדק נישט קיין שלום
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sobbingoverthechallah · 28 days ago
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me drowning in a lake while my friend, 11th century french rabbi and prolific scriptural commentator Schlomo "Rashi" Yitzchaki (zy"a) stands nearby: help im drowing help me rashi
Schlomo "Rashi" Yitzchaki (zy"a): "drowing" is likely a scribal error for "drowning." "im drow[n]ing" is to say: my lungs have become filled with water, and i am struggling to breathe. "help" once followed by "help me" a second time: the first [help] is directed to the Holy One, blessed be He, and means: "may He help us by swiftly delivering the World to Come;" the second (i.e., "help me") is to invoke direct assistance in this world, spoken as if to a personal friend. the meaning of "rashi" here is unclear.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 1 month ago
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Is that a Daniel Kahn lyric in your header? 😃
You sent this in March (yeesh) so my apologies for not responding sooner! It's just supposed to be "no justice no peace" in Yiddish, or as close as I could get to translating it way back in 2020.
That being said, I am a *huge* fan of Daniel Kahn and his music with The Painted Bird! I've recently been listening to some of his music from his album The Fourth Unternational, and the overall listening experience been quite cathartic.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 1 month ago
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Have you ever seen such joy and tenderness on a man’s face? NO. BECAUSE YOU’LL NEVER BE AN ETROG.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 2 months ago
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microdosing d*ath contemplation erev yom kippur by almost merking myself with food poisoning
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sobbingoverthechallah · 2 months ago
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I made Gary (my gecko) a tiny Tallis and yarmulke for Rosh Hashanah and he wished u all happy new year
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sobbingoverthechallah · 2 months ago
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Hello, i am highlighting this campaign led by multiple grassroots organisations in Lebanon, mostly in support of people that are part of marginalized communities that are often overlooked during humanitarian emergencies(such as migrant workers, Syrian and Palestinian refugees etc...). Share and support if you can.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 2 months ago
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wild that i made this tumblr account the same day i talked to a rabbi for the first time. anyway happy six years, glad to still be here with all of you :)
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sobbingoverthechallah · 2 months ago
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i am not afraid to keep on living. etc
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sobbingoverthechallah · 5 months ago
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Things I am afraid to ask my Rabbi, who has more important issues to deal with:
Is it customary to touch the mezuzah if I'm just sticking my head in the room?
If I go in the room for a second and then I leave, is it customary to touch the mezuzah both times, or is there like a 30-second cooldown timer?
Is it customary to touch the mezuzah if my hands are just, like. Really greasy and I don't wanna have to wipe it down later?
What if it's pork grease? (Sorry, Rabbi, you know there's not a kosher restaurant for a hundred miles. If I'm eating treyf anyway it might as well be bacon)
Is it customary to touch the mezuzah if I've got a lot of groceries and my hands are full?
If my hands are full, can I just give the casing a lil smooch directly with my lips? I kiss my fingers after I touch it anyway. Can't I just cut out the middleman here? The middleman is my fingers and they're busy holding several jars of pickles and bottles of Manischewitz
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sobbingoverthechallah · 6 months ago
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becoming a medievalist and getting a doctorate isn't enough i need to severely critique Augustine of Hippo's conception of "faith" as being devoid of questioning
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sobbingoverthechallah · 8 months ago
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i'm on spring break (so not in my normal place of living) and i went to a little havurah at a friend's house for kabbalat shabbat and it was fully the first time i've really davened or even felt remotely connected in... maybe like two years? and we all masked up and it was so nice and welcoming? i wish i could bottle up that feeling of being actually surrounded by community again.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 10 months ago
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judaism makes me sad now. there’s no more joy in my practice, and the practice is nonexistent. any of that connection i had is gone. idk where to find it but at this point i’m not sure if it’s going to come back. I hope it does, though.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 10 months ago
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There's one charity that I haven't seen shared here personally, and that's Care for Gaza.
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They're shared a lot on twitter as a reputable on-the-ground relief source. You can donate to their gofundme to help their efforts here.
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sobbingoverthechallah · 10 months ago
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Everyone’s got little things that get them through their day. I knit on the bus and ponder the unknowable nature of that which is Divine
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sobbingoverthechallah · 11 months ago
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reading this book called the Torah and woah this Moshe guy is so cool can’t wait to see what he’s like once he gets inside the promised land
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sobbingoverthechallah · 11 months ago
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Geller's Fifth Canto
"It is impossible to describe Adonai, in late afternoon, in the Garden. Here are some metaphors and similes, but, rest assured, they do not even come close.
She is the origin of opera.
She is Botticelli's Flora, multiplied a trillionfold.
She is responsible for: Sappho's poems, London's squares, central Florence, all of Paris (even the bad parts), the poems of Ovid, Spenser, Shakespeare's sylvan, lyrical comedies and romances, the movies of Pabst, Fellini, early and late Bergman and, of course, all Tibetans.
She is a Bombay Sapphire martini, extremely dry, and sipped on a dock at Bluff Drive, on the Isle of Hope, in the state of Georgia, on the first oak-dappled haze of sunset, on a very early spring day.
She is a Johnny Mercer lyric, in which the word 'breeze' is used seventy different ways.
She creates and solves British acrostics puzzles with every breath She takes.
She is the Climax in the Big Bang.
She's even responsible for this novel."
-Stephen D. Geller, Jews on the Moon
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sobbingoverthechallah · 11 months ago
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the soul is not the genome the soul is not the genome the soul is not
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