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- 'Your people..'
- 'What's up with them?'
This drunk about 3 hours ago was in the backseat of my cab and
he was going on in a very drunken manner yet I was enjoying the
ride. Maybe enjoying is the wrong word as I hang on to his words
trying to sort out BS from something akin to brilliance as he
ruminated about this wordly (typo) worldly (correct)
civilization.
Somehow as we rode across the Richmond Bridge towards the
East Bay the subject became the end of WWII 'in the last 3
weeks of the war 675,000 in a final rush before the allies were
to finally destroy the 3rd Reich.. 675,000 Jews were
exterminated. Beautiful men, women and children great
people.....' A crime unmatched in civilizations history...
I listened deeply aware of
whom I am a Jew by birth though sharing an equal proportion of
genetic ancestry through my Father's bloodlines deep into the
history of the USA and back into England and Scotland... my
conscience. maybe it was squirming a bit as I recalled my own
thoughts of the past few years. That I was sick of hearing
anything about the Holocaust something repelled me beyond a weak
stomach. Somehow perhaps around the time of Schindler's List I
said no I don't want to see anything any more about the
Holocaust. I would prefer not to here it mentioned. I have a
habit of wanting to turn off what I expect to be a horrible
story. I have difficulty turning to face and learn of evil shit
that is the way I am. I am aware of the Holocaust, I wanted no
more of it. But my drunk with a Kiwi accent went on and he
described the Voyage of the 'Saint Louis' with its 900 Jewish
passengers in 1939 looking for any safe port in the civilized
world
and only Cuba would accept them but then the US our Country
stepped in at the last moment as he described it (I don't vouch
for his accuracy --google it) and forced Cuba to deny
entry (doesn't seem accurate) and the boat would be
forced to return to Germany....with it's load of fine loving
human beings.
I am sorry humans now I am making you look at this
and I didn't want to look at this. He went on and by now we were
at his home but I was in no hurry and Now we are here in 2006 in
Israel
and then he looked directly to me and then first he shocked me
with 'Your people...' How does he know I am Jewish actually I
know this fellow pretty well and so maybe I've given him a clue
but still it was a shock because as I said there may have been a
bit of squirming conscience as my soul experienced his
narrative. Holocaust denier am I?
'Your people...' he says and I feel the
finger of God pointing at me or minimally just absolutely caught
by a brilliant drunkard.
'Your people... What's up with them?'
'How can they live comfortably in Israel?'
I knew exactly what he meant though the jump to modern day
Israel was abrupt. I don't know I said and I told him that that
was exactly why I cannot bear to hear of anything Commemorative
any more movies any more anything. How can you move into
someone's land displace their people steal their orchards
destroy their communities and want me to listen to anything
about your past injustices? As if your wounds as a people give
you a free ticket to justify more injustice. How can you live
comfortably? I said something like that.
'Good.' he said. 'I wish someone would say that.'
Then as if that was not enough. The Jewish people, the
People who wrote the Bible, every word of it. The Bible the
oldest and most direct link to the history of this
Civilization.
Jesus Christ the only Prophet with a Love so true that he
gave his Life up with profound courage and here he stated that
the Man deserved to be Lord and I say yes.
You are what your are. In God and Love.... None
other that's me talking now.
and then the Kiwi.....
' A Jew. All Jews. All the disciples, Jews.
The Holy Bible ... all Jews. '
In one fell swoop a religion carved out of the
Universe and in a blink somehow The Jews became the enemy. A
Spiritual movement hijacked. But as Mel Gibson knows that is not
true for it was a religion of the Jews. Didn't Jesus tell Peter
you shall be the Rock. Isn't it written in the Bible?
Ah enough religion Guy, for God's sake!
But how profound the story that moves on to this day in
3D Technicolor on a massive Screen to big for any movie theatre
now Playing across the surface of the Planet Earth. The Jewish
people,
God and Justice, Redemption and Suffering.
... and Its not just the Jewish People in this Great Movie
everyone has a Part and Everyone has the Same Holy Spirit and
access to the same Grace of God. What a Movie?! What a Movie!
'Your people...' I had a dream last week and it Dovetails
with my experience with my friend the Drunk. In my dream I was
standing with or part of a very large gathering of people and I
had this very strong sense of discovery of an Aha! kind of
feeling and this dream vision was of a very very large crowd a
multitude is too biblical.. think Woodstock. People were kind of
crowded and I had a sense of being overcrowded and
underprotected, and there was some glimpse of forest on the
edges of the crowd but again this gathering seemed fairly
unnatural, not particularly healthy. Oh yes as I was saying this
Aha! feeling was this visceral sense of these are my
people. A sense that I have really not had in life though
probably it was always there, these were my Earth people, this
is my family these are the people who you are working for. And
who are these people; it seemed to me the obvious answer which
was more of some inward sense than anything spelled out in the
dream but it was saying -- you aren't working for everybody.
These are your people.
Here they are now. These are the people of the Earth. Something
about there spirit I guess. I was with a musician friend of mine
from Fairfax two of us had our guitars. He decided to walk off
towards the far away woods with a pretty girl I believe he was
naked. That didn't seem too strange or alarming to me. I turned
back towards the crowds though in every direction was
people. Looking down all of a sudden I spot some water
beautiful clean bright blue water sort of dreamlike unnatural a
little stream made no sense in the midst of thousands being so
pure and clean it was inviting. I climbed into the stream lay on
my back and let my head sink below the surface but I was
conscious of people watching me self-conscious and uncertain as
to what I was doing and jerked my head out spluttering a bit.
Some woman by the stream laughed at me (in a loving kind of way)
and said try again as she pushed me back under...
I don't know but I remember waking up thinking you
had a dream about your people, Guy.
Then earlier tonight you remember I had the fellow
in the cab
telling me... 'Your People... any ways I put two and two
together...
Four...
I write therefore I am... tired tomorrow.
Have I made myself clear? My people are not just
Jews its everybody and when I say My people I mean Your people
you understand? They are your people too. You can call them My
people too.
Oh Rock on will ya!@
LHaim!..
Guy Meyer,
Jr.
March 24, 2006
San Anselmo, California
guy@lifesignsphoto.com
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