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Jerusalem by Perspective: Insights of a Hitchhiker
Jerusalem by Perspective: Insights of a Hitchhiker
Jerusalem by Perspective: Insights of a Hitchhiker
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Jerusalem by Perspective: Insights of a Hitchhiker

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You can travel to many varied cities though out the world. After a short while you have seen the main sights, visited the nightlife,, met a few natives, and then you may feel you have experienced the city. Jerusalem is different. You strip one layer away. Another layer invites you to delve into it. Then another layer. Going ever more deeply. Never ending.
The author has the odds to know this. He has hitchhiked into many cultures on a bunch of continents, taking his time working and being with the people at hand, always with the quiet, humble demeanor and a keen eye to absorb what each culture was really about.
With that same humility and eye, the author has attempted to grasp the inside of Jerusalem. From the physical to the emotional to the spiritual, this intimate view shows itself through his concise vignettes, almost like painted pictures. Whether you have never been to Jerusalem, plan to come, or even if you have already toured or lived here, you will gain insights which just might bring about a life changing perspective or two.
If you read slowly and add on the process of meditating on what you have just read, you can gain an experiential taste and sense of the sweetness Jerusalem provides in Jerusalem by Perspective, Insights of a Hitchhiker.
LanguageEnglish
PublishereBookIt.com
Release dateJun 25, 2020
ISBN9781456635145
Jerusalem by Perspective: Insights of a Hitchhiker

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    Jerusalem by Perspective - The Hitchhiker

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    Prologue

    Hitchhiking fine tunes your senses.  You see, hear, and smell more acutely.  In addition, your sixth sense enters into another stratosphere.  That sixth sense must function at its optimum in order to protect and maintain your own life.  There is absolutely no one else to depend upon.  There is only your sense to size up whoever is  front of you within a few moments.  99 % of the time the person in front of you is fine and positive in intentions.  That one percent is the killer.

    On the road, reality is multiplied by ten.  Each day contains ten times the meetings and experiences of what we call normal life.  So each year is like ten.

    As a professional hitchhiker for a few years, I lived on the edge and exponentially learned astoundingly more than what was ever offered in the classroom.  The travels took me through Canada and the United States, Europe, Scandinavia, Eastern Europe, the Soviet Union, and a bit of North Africa. 

    In Stockholm, I was offered blood pudding.  While still very much communist, in Moscow, I met up with taxi drivers conducting commerce with a strong capitalistic bent, and shop keepers who managed stores filled with empty shelves.

    In Greece, in the north, I crossed the dangerous roads of the snow-covered Rhodope mountains, and in the low lands hitched on donkeys with milk containers banging on each side.

    In Sofia, I awoke to a full-blown violent shoot-out of a revolution only to discover it was a movie when I caught on to the cessation in the action.

    In Vichy, I was feted to 12 course dinners.  In Kentucky, I water skied on surprisingly wide lakes.  Just outside Seattle, I picked cucumbers with migrant workers.  Around Santa Fe, I dug ditches shoulder to shoulder as part of a team of forest fire-fighters made up of Hispanics and men from the Apache tribe. 

    Throughout my travels, I chuckled at what my good friends had warned me about before I set out from New Jersey, You’ll never make it alive out of Bayonne.

    In Yellowknife, I worked side by side with Inuit, and Eskimo men, loading beautiful white fish packed in ice into the hull of our fish-packing ship cruising on the Great Slave Lake.  In the brief darkness of the summer, I took my turn steering that ship guided by the dream-like sky filled to the brim with the northern lights.  I could keep going.

    An old Jewish teaching says that when a person travels, he searches for a part of himself that is missing.  During these jaunts throughout the world, I know I was.

    After hitching from England to Greece, I hopped on a boat and docked in Haifa.  My knowledge of the land of Israel was nil and like most uninformed people, my bias was negative.  But a hitchhiker has to be open to what is before him.

    I hitched throughout the breath of the land, a small land in comparison to just about any state in the US of A.  But Israel is packed with variety in a condensed form: topography-wise, sort of a world in miniature; demographically, a full-blown gathering of people from most of the countries that make up the United Nations.

    To shorten this introduction, I came to discover that Israel was something special, in a way, the heart of the world.  Then it dawned on me that the heart of Israel is the city of Jerusalem.  Realizing that this is a huge jump, you don’t have to believe me, at least not yet.  In reading Jerusalem by Perspective, Insights of a Hitchhiker you can judge for yourselves.  As a card-carrying member of the hitchhiker’s guild, it is my sense that the Jerusalem I see, is not the one most people do.  And in switching from my external journey to what I call my internal journey, over twelve years spent here has provided a chance to explore and consider a plethora of facets. 

    Speaking in archeological terms, relationship wise, and surely spiritually, reality exists in layers.  In richly-laden Jerusalem, these layers continue to appear and fit into each other, offering an expanded grasp of this thing we call existence.  The pieces of the puzzle include culture and language unlike any other.  The spoken language is the only one in the world that was unspoken for almost two thousand years and became alive and accepted throughout the land.  The Quinalt Indians of the Olympic Peninsula, for example, could not restore their language.

    Other pieces of the puzzle include: the past cradle of civilization revealed via the riches that lie on and under the land; the present as shown by energetic involved human endeavor, start-ups; and our future with works of literature that offer an opportunity to conceive of a slice of the perfection that the Great One has in store for the entire world.

    Acknowledging that this introduction is a bit over the top, let us proceed slowly on a wonderful journey- through Jerusalem- on the inside.

    Insights

    Painting Pictures

    An artist paints pictures.  The tools utilized by the artist are many and varied: lines, shadings, hues, colors, layering, etc.  It is my intention to paint pictures with words.  To be concise and precise is my objective.  Almost prose as poetry.    The reader requires a few more various areas of the brain to absorb the words to gain a picture.  Soon after reading a piece, it most likely would be helpful to close the eyes and visualize what this inner slice of Jerusalem may offer.  Maybe, just maybe, the soul of Jerusalem may slightly brush the soul of each one of us.  Maybe

    On Being Invisible

    I don’t know when it started, but I noticed that while I was observing others, I, myself was invisible.  I was able to blend in so that others did not see me. 

    Being invisible creates the benefits that, of those being observed, the facial expressions are actual and the actions candidly flow lively and undisturbed. 

    Producing this book had one major obstacle that made me stand out and be very visible.  I occasionally wandered on foot and more frequently on bicycle with a recorder handy to record my observations and stimulated thoughts.  Before the advent of the cell phone, to anyone who watched me, I was suspect. Since no one else talked into any device on the street in that era, especially in a city with so much political and military intrigue, I could easily have been pegged as some type of spy.  To prevent a confrontation with the authorities, I had to wait to be out of sight, to record what I had witnessed.

    The cell phone became my saving grace to becoming unseen.  When others

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