I was talking with my dad and a friend the other night about war.
The topic of nature came up.
My dad said that animals make wars just like human beings do, and even for the same reasons.
In a way true.

Animals do kill and conquer like humans do for territory and power.
However, there is one difference.
Animals don't have a sense of revenge.

Because they don't have revenge, they don't have wars.

Animals make battles, but only humans make war.

I wonder what it is about humans that stirrs revenge.
Is it because of our pride?
Is it because of our inability to let things be?

I think it all stems from one thing: our ego.

Everytime I think about something that causes suffering for people, I always trace it back to the ego.
At the same time, I find it hard to believe that something was created simply to induce suffering.
The ego must have a greater purpose.
Or perhaps the ego is just a bug in an otherwise perfect program.

As my dream predicted so accurately in my last entry, I went to a dance tonight (well wedding...), in Israel.
The shoe part was a metaphore for fitting in - that is going as "american" ofer, or "israeli" ofer.
Luckily a little red wine and some fantastic music, helped me find my shoes.
Let's just say I danced. We'll leave it at that ;)






I LOVE DANCING!

Alirght, this time it was about shoes.
I was going to a dance in israel, and my outfit was all ready, but i didn't have shoes.
So then i went to the shoe store with my mom where i got shoes for her, because the deadline passed and i couldnt find any shoes.

My teenage life: (inspired by a dave chappelle skit)

14 year old Ofer: "Life is about experiencing everything, EVERYTHING! I mean what else is there to do?" (making out with two girls and a guy)
15 year old Ofer: "Life sucks" (masturbating)
16 year old Ofer: "CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY! have some fun! be funny! grab some titties!" (groping random girls' asses)
17 year old Ofer: "Sex is good, drugs are too, I can rhyme and so can youuuuuu!" (having sex)
18 year old Ofer: "What?" (stoned beyond existence)
19 year old Ofer: "Life is a question that can only be answered by living" (doing yoga streches in pink underwear)

Also, I had a dream about my teeth last night, anyone with a dream book out there?

Very odd day, which I may soon forget.

I woke up at around 1pm, to complete darkness.
I taped aluminum foil all over my window (it looks pretty cool), to reduce the heat loss and the incoming light at night.
Anyway, woke up, complete darkness, decided to not put on glasses or contacts or clothes.
Ate, went back to bed, studied for a few hours.
Decided to actually do the research project that is due wednesday and not just half ass it.
Had to put on glasses. regular ones were broken, so I put on my prescription sunglasses.
Realized I have not looked in the mirror today at all.
Happy.
Decided to try not to look in the mirror at all for the rest of the day.
Failed.
Forgot there are two mirrors by the bathroom, and instinctively glanced at one for a split second.
I look like an alien.
Wrote a survey for my research project.
Sent it to all my facebook friends - not yet.
Facebook won't let me send more than 70 something messages in a span of 6 hours.
Will send again at midnight, and morning.
I am currently at Sarah Kase.

I'm walking back from class through the quad, and to the distance I see a beautiful girl.
She's walking towards me, in a few seconds I will have to make the decision of whether or not to look.
As we're walking towards each other, my eyes jump between looking at her and looking at the trees.
We are still far enough for her to not really notice where I'm looking.
I am cool. I am singing in my mind (and slightly with my lips) "Perfect Day" by Lou Reed.
I'm not gonna sweat about this.
I walk past multiple beautiful girls a day.
This is gonna be a piece of cake.

We're getting close.
I'm looking straight forward. I still have time till the moment of contact.
Wait. Shit. She just smiled at me, I saw it in the corner of my view.
Dammit, too early! I wasn't prepared to react!

Now she's looking down, she's embarassed.
I try looking back at her. I smile.
But she keeps looking down.
We pass.

True story.

In the past when I talked about hooking up with my friends' little sisters, I would always get semi-hostile reactions including words such as: pedophile, sick, pervert, awesome (no not really... :( )

But now when I talk about hooking up with my friends' little sisters, I get comments such as: "You would be great together", "We'll be family!", and "I know you'll treat her nicely".

I just have one question:
HAVE I BECOME A TOTAL VAGINA?

I don't really mind.

and thanks for letting me hook up with your sisters.
I need it.
It's like a Freudian thing or something...
I never had a sister...

Peace.

with my rhymes i create your reality
believe me or not i bring you sanity
so please open up
listen up
to my soliloquy
I wont give it up
no i wont give in to my affinity

reality, where did it come
from my mind is my guide and it leads me in circles to nowhere and back
to nowhere to black
to black an then back to the lack of impact on my reality

i open my eyes
and i see in disguise
my brothers my sisters know god is alive
god is the drive
god is derived
god is the pencil stabbing my eyes
with itself to itself from itself that is me and myself... do u see?

perceving perceptions is what i know best
so i must attest
i know of no knowledge or truth
no founatin of youth
no way to decipher the code
or handle the load of life
and of love and of hate and of fear
rest assured
my message is clear

I'm back.


And this time it's gonna be good.


Peace.