by Haim Kadman
Jehenem, in hell. I love the sound of that Arabic
word, its a plagiarism in fact of Ghehynom
in my mothers tongue. You know Ben-Hynoms
valley on the east side of old Jerusalems
wall, where the priests used to throw once a year
two scapegoats down the gorge to atone for
our entire nation sins.
a huge parking lot with a cement floor, not a car
in sight and not a soul around but me.
I played that
game of walking straight on with shut eyes. I was
doing fine till I bumped into the electric fence
and was thrown back with such a force, that sent
me flying like a missile across that damn parking
I landed near
its gate, next to the sentrys small
hut. I stood up right away, nothing happened
as nothing could have happened Im
dead you know. I peeped inside the hut and saw a
huge demon sitting there without a chair, on his
huge hinds and his massive tail. He looked like a
kangaroo with a human face ugly as hell!
havent you read the rules? He asked
watching me a bit surprised.
I took a step
back and saw a board with three rules:
1. Back off.
bother the sentry.
3. Return to
your eternal freedom.
freedom Im a vase of flowers. I thought
like to cross the gate for a short while. I
said to the demon.
a look around.
what bothers you, the highways, the junctions,
the trucks, cars and accidents outside
havent you had enough of it?
bored to death here, I want to feel again the
embrace of human society, I want to satisfy my
senses once again
jealousy, disputes, endless quarrels is that what
you miss, and I thought you were wise; and
besides its impossible we shall have to
dress your soul with flesh and bones, nerves,
blood vessels, skin and the lot its
an impossible job.
I sneak out and break the rules?
be expelled of paradise! He warned me.
I thought I was in hell.
outside. Said the demon with a chuckle.
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