Fire Spun

Fire Spun

Spinning fire, boat entry, at sukkot celebration at Teva.
Buckle your Seat-belt!

Sukkot

Matit and I building a shelter

Home

Any One Space Place
Is no kinda Place Space
To call your home
Only ONE place space
In any physical space place
To call your home
Is a waste
Places fade
Faces drift
Parents move
Different groove
Nothing lasts forever but forever
So my home she's like a sukkah tee-pee tent,
And I take her where I go
Holes left in the ceiling to let in the stars
along with it the snow
My home is collapsible, Manuverable, untakable, Un-mis-taken-able,
No more "oops, did I take the wrong one?"
Head spun, looken for a new place to call home
Everywhere I go, There I am
You see
Any One place space
Is no kinda space place
to call your home
at least for me

My Job

These kids had no idea I was taking them to an overlook. We did a blindfolded trust walk to get to the cliffs and a friend recorded the moment they removed their blindfolds.
I can't believe, I get paid for this.