It’s a crying shame

I actually started this post a week ago, but the blog programming here messed things up,as it sometimes does. What can we do ? Well, first off….is this all there is? If you look at half a glass of water and are asked “is this cup half full or half empty?”. Pessimists will say “empty” and optimists will say “its now half full and thank G-D for large favours!”
Sure there are hard things going down, but when was the last time you were bombed, put in a gas chamber and burnt later along with all your family and fellow villagers? Did the Eqyptians ever put you into 400 years of slavery?Did the Crusaders and Moslems wipe you out en route to killing each other? Or were you tortured in the Inquisitions?
We all have in life our own personal problems.Today they seem to be lack of spiritual belief, lack of identity and general mental malaise. Drugs, lack of sexual identity even though its all in the open and we all know more about the mechanics of sex than every generation before us. Mechanics, but quite at a loss of intimacy. Its a crying shame. But there is hookah!!!!
When in any time of history could you open the internet and order any brand and flavour of shisha tobacco, any size hookah made in Arabia, America, India or china with glass vase cut in Bohemia glass works? Great hoses, clean water to add to the bowl.
cheer up mates, its hookah time!

Get happy, smoke some shisha and in between puffs pray to the Infinate being of your choice to please stop all the violence. (Wouldn’t hurt if you meditated while smoking on your own little angers at home toward the little sister, mommy and daddy or your neighbor’s dog).
Remember Peace begins at home and thats a blessing. Turn your mother or grany onto hookah! Sit down with the peace pipe and make nice!
Hookah 1