A humbling time to realise that in despite all efforts, no matter how hard you try; your arse won’t make it on its own.
Hypothetically, the Jewish nation could impose all its current Jewish people to go through one quick and unique conversion for some, and for others a second. And this one quick and unique assessment/regiment will suggest all the current Jewish people, naturally, to whether consciously or unconsciously to either consciously or unconsciously choose to take a sit or a walk; as a scaled worldwide sifter that would make Israel and its people pure—a world deprived of any goy to ever shit on your head, on your blood, on your star—once more. One world. One people. One race.
I may be a babe but not a baby.
I’ve just found out on my birth certificate that my Jewish grandfather’s name is from a Sephardic Jewish surname of Hebrew origin which has its roots in the same place where now is Jerusalem.
Let me not sound so bragging by stating that I’ve read a whole prayer written in Hebrew at home, alone by myself and double checking—what do you want from me.
In the goy’s worst case scenario, my Jewish blood is going to be converted into Judaism.
“We need Proof of Judaism,” what about I take a bullet in my head instead.
Nowadays, it’s all about who’s name sounds like a Jew and who’s name doesn’t and who’s the synagogue of the month and who doesn’t; instead of, who is a Jew and who isn’t.
I only fear Hashem—whatever you say.
When watching TV shows in Hebrew and they’re making a joke out of us for that matter why not watch the white people counterpart instead. We all got it, your disappointment, now grow up and move on.
Stranger; “What about it.”
Me; “It is not a choice. You are born as is, baruch Hashem.”
Stranger; “If your G-d ever asks you to kill another Jew.”
Me; “Because if this would be the case, then it would mean that I would have to start with myself.”
Hashem loves me—whatever you say.
Do call me; “he,” again for which we, women, were all he to begin with. See, it’s just that I was born different. Bestowed with unimaginable hardships to begin with, overcome, and become and as also maybe to serve as a side living example, perhaps as a side little remembrance of that very sacred creation for all of you creeping little creatures to witness and see with your own mere physicality and mortality how I was, am, and will always be very much real. And now yes. Do call me; “she,” again for which we, women, were all he to begin with.
Stranger; “What about the Ten Commandments.”
Me; “What about them.”
Me; “Psh, with my eyes closed, thought it goes without saying.”
The problem with Judaism is that you will slowly begin to realize that you would never need to worry about running out of ammo.
Of all things in the whole world my little bits are the most kosher of them all.
Stranger; “Where were you on Friday evening starting just before sunset.”
Stranger; “Not guilty.”
Me; “I know.”
Stranger; “Are you a Zionist.”
Me; “Because I like to think that I could wear a tallit to cover my hair from catching an embarrassment with dirty ass fake maid’s wig.”
Judaism is a religion where anyone is welcomed and call themselves jews; “shalom,” fucker.