Typing wearing Tefillin, leather wrapping to strengthen my left arm and hand. My fingers move on the keyboard with security and restraint in desires, bound up in leather handcuffs to remove the evil influences but the blood in my arm is pumping hard and my muscles get firmer. I type on a piano computer keyboard in Tefillin like Houdini, but do not want to get free of these restraints: will wear Tefillin now and forever, and my left arm will grow equal to my right in strength. Nothing like having 2 right arms! It is a joy to feel the strength as my Jewish blood accumulates in this arm and stays there for eternity. I light a candle and the flame burns in my heart and becomes a bon fire like on Lag B' Omer, soon to fill up the sky with smoke from Temple offerings. It is just a small match, but O how the flame grows higher and higher and gets hotter and hotter. My strong winded breathing puts out the flame but I will light it again next Shabbat.
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