Friday, September 05, 2003 :::
 

Satellite over Arlington.

::: posted by Matthew at 10:06 PM --



Monday, September 01, 2003 :::
 
I went to The Church tonight and it was amazing.
The house was packed, filled to capacity. Every glance was filled with writhing bodies and every sound was split by loud rythmic beats. Sweat dripped from the dancing crowd like the rain that was falling outside. Navigating through the maze of gyrating bodies was a task of nearly Herculean effort. Limbs swung and legs kicked and butts jutted out with the chaotic beat of the often dischordant sounds.

I danced. I danced and danced. I found it hard to stop. I lost myself in the music. The lights flashed and the music blared and everyone danced and I lost myself there in the swirling eddies somewhere between the flashing lights and the beat and the beautiful tattooed freaks. I forgot who I was and lost myself. I swung my arms and swayed back and forth and every problem and concern swept away. I wasn't depressed, nor was I anxious. I was nothing, a particle of water in a vast ocean. I was the uncarved block. I was transcended.

::: posted by Matthew at 5:26 AM --


 
It's nigh on 5 AM, and I'm tired, but I am compulsed to write.

It was one year ago, minus 5 hours, that I boarded a plane at DFW and left my world behind. I said goodbye to my family, my friends, my history, and I rushed towards Israel. Two months later, I was back in the states. I came back for several reasons. But despite my returning to the states, I don't consider my plans a failure. Not one bit.

I will be moving back to Israel in a few years. I will return to my home. It is as much my destiny to return as it was for me to leave a year ago. A year has passed, and I am just as determined as live there. To serve. To live my life, the way it's meant to be.

::: posted by Matthew at 5:10 AM --