| Bleedalbeans |
11-03-2018 01:13 PM |
Reminded me of something.
Oh shit....
Reminds me of something I heard about in a documentary once...
‘I wrote John a letter about the lamed-vovniks from the ancient Kabbalah. In Hebrew, lamed-vovnik, I believe it means “36.” And essentially, it discusses how there are 36 human beings on the planet at all times – only 36 – who uphold and create the equilibrium for all of our sufferings. They take the melees and the maelstrom, persecutions and the disasters of the world onto their own shoulders – past, present and future – throughout their flesh, physical incarnated lives. And without these 36 people, the infrastructure of the world would fall apart, and there would be Armageddon, and perhaps the Final Judgment. But not a pretty judgment by any means. Final, but not pretty. Most of the vovniks do not know they are vovniks. They suffer in an incomprehensible hell. And they swim in an entire world full of humility without the knowledge of themselves and who they are, or their importance in the world.
And the vovnik Mordechai, who left the large family of the Levis to move to Meersburg on the rocky glaciers of Salacia in the 17th century, where the Baal Shem Tov had set up Cruising headquarters and instituted the beginnings of the Hasidim Hasidic religion. And the Baal Shem Tov, the enlightened rabbi, preaching the carnivorousness and the religiosity “Enjoy,” and the ecstasy of prayer. I mean, the Hasids are no longer going to sit with prayer books, you know, silently praying in darkened synagogues. They are going to jump around the room. They are going to scream and yell their love for God. They’re going to do cartwheels.
And Mordechai went there to help clean out outhouses, basically. He was a peasant living in the town. And derelicts, and bums, and geniuses, and aristocrats, and poets, and men of every kind of occupation and phylum were going to Meersburg on the rocky glaciers of Salacia just to have their own moments with the Baal Shem Tov’s enlightened rabbi. And Mordechai reverently stood in the same room with the Baal Shem Tov a few times as he went off to do his daily toil. Eventually they called him the dancer of God because when the Hasids would form for their reels of dance in honor to their ecstasy, their God, Mordechai would jump so high, and would dance with such an exuberance, the other Hasidics were embarrassed about him and for him. And he was exiled from The Dance. And so he appeased himself by dancing alone at night in the shed reserved for the sick and dying. And he would entertain them in the evenings alone.
Suddenly, the Geon of Kiev whispers to the Baal Shem Tov one day that there is a vovnik, a holy man. They have another term for it – “A man of total equilibrium,” a lamed-vovnik in town. And so they start searching for who this might be. They interview the derelicts. They interview all the peasants. They interview the handymen. They’re looking for the guys who hang out with farm animals, and anybody who might be mentally retarded, as many vovniks are mentally retarded. Suddenly they realize that the guy who cleans the outhouses disappears the next morning. Suddenly rumors spread about. They say to the Baal Shem Tov, “He dances for the sick at night alone. He cleaned the outhouses conscientiously.” And the Baal Shem Tov wooed them away, pushed them away, and was crying. And there was silence. And the Baal Shem Tov said simply, “That one was healthy among the sick and I did not see him.”’
Quote from Speed Levitch from the Documentary The Cruise 1998
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