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Zen Judaism

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:09 GMT

Courtesy of Mom

If there is no self,
whose arthritis is this?

Be here now.
Be someplace else later.
Is that so complicated?

Drink tea and nourish life.
With the first sip… joy.
With the second… satisfaction.
With the third, peace.
With the fourth, a danish.

Wherever you go, there you are.
Your luggage is another story.

Accept misfortune as a blessing.
Do not wish for perfect health or a life without problems.
What would you talk about?

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single “oy.”

There is no escaping karma.
In a previous life, you never called,
you never wrote, you never visited.
And whose fault was that?

Zen is not easy.
It takes effort to attain nothingness.
And then what do you have?
Bupkes.

The Tao does not speak.
The Tao does not blame.
The Tao does not take sides.
The Tao has no expectations.
The Tao demands nothing of others.
The Tao is not Jewish.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Forget this and attaining Enlightenment
will be the least of your problems.

Let your mind be as a floating cloud.
Let your stillness be as the wooded glen.
And sit up straight. You’ll never meet the
Buddha with such rounded shoulders.

To practice Zen and the art of Jewish motorcycle maintenance,
do the following: Get rid of the motorcycle.
What were you thinking?

Be aware of your body.
Be aware of your perceptions.
Keep in mind that not every physical sensation
is a symptom of a terminal illness.

The Torah says,“Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
The Buddha says there is no “self.”
So, maybe you are off the hook.

The Buddha taught that one should practice loving
kindness to all sentient beings. Still, would it kill you
to find a nice sentient being who happens to be Jewish?

Though only your skin, sinews, and bones remain,
though your blood and flesh dry up and wither away,
yet shall you meditate and not stir
until you have attained full Enlightenment.
But, first, a little nosh.

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Jewish Haikus

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:09 GMT

Courtesy of Deborah Foner…

Hey! Get back indoors. Whatever you were doing Could put an eye out.
A lovely nose ring — excuse me while I put my head in the oven. In the ice sculpture reflected bar mitzvah guests nosh on chopped liver. Hidden connection — starvation in Africa, food left on my plate. How soft the petals of the floral arrangement I have just stolen. My nature journal — today, I saw some trees and birds. I should know the names? Like a bonsai tree, your terrible posture at my dinner table. Beyond Valium the peace of knowing one’s child is an internist. Jews on safari — map, compass, elephant gun, hard sucking candies. Firefly steals into the night just like my former partner, that gonif. Coroner’s report — “The deceased, wearing no hat, caught his death of cold." The same kimono the top geishas are wearing: got it at Loehmann’s. Today I am a man. Tomorrow I return to the Seventh Grade. The sparrow brings home too many worms for her young. “Force yourself,” she chirps. Jewish triatholon: gin rummy, then contract bridge, followed by a nap. “Can’t you just leave it?” the new Jewish mother asks — umbilical cord. The shivah visit: so sorry about your loss. Now back to my problems. Scrabble anarchy after putzhead is placed on a triple word score. Our youngest daughter, our most precious jewel. Hence the name, Tiffany. Mom, please! There is no need to put that dinner roll in your pocketbook. Seven-foot Jews in the NBA slam-dunking! My alarm clock rings. Lonely mantra of the Buddhist monk: "They never call, they never write." The sparkling blue sea beckons me to wait one hour after my sandwich. Concert of car horns as we debate the question of when to change lanes. Testing the warm milk on her wrist, she beams; nice, but her son is forty. Is one Nobel Prize too much to ask from a child after all I’ve done. Sorry I’m not home to take your call. At the tone please state your bad news

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Jewish Calendar

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

5760 Year according to Jewish calendar
4696 Year according to Chinese calendar
1064 Total number of years that Jews went without Chinese food.

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Holiday Summary

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

Short summary of every Jewish holiday: They tried to kill us, we won, let’s eat.

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Bum

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

Bum: “Lady, I haven’t eaten in three days!”
Jewish mother: “Force yourself.”

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Rottweiler

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

Q: What’s the difference between a Rottweiler and a Jewish mother?
A: Eventually, the Rottweiler lets go.

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Lonely mother

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

A man calls his mother in Florida. “Mom, how are you?”

“Not too good,” says the mother. “I’ve been very weak.”

“Why are you so weak?”

“Because I haven’t eaten in 38 days.”

“That’s terrible. Why haven’t you eaten in 38 days?”

“Because I didn’t want my mouth to be filled with food if you should call.”

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Pro-life

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

There’s a big controversy on when life begins. In Jewish tradition, the fetus is not considered viable until after it graduates from medical school.

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School Play

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

A Jewish boy comes home from school and tells his mother he’s been given a part in the school play.

Asks the mother, “Wonderful. What part is it?”

The boy says, “I play the part of the Jewish husband.”

“Go back and tell the teacher you want a speaking part.”

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Telegram

Posted by Jay Levitt Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:05 GMT

Jewish telegram: “Begin worrying. Details to follow.”

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