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Fasting is over.

I didn't go to Shul for the Neila (locking/closing prayer) of the Day and the Fast.
I'm fine with that.

I only went for Kol Nidre, as I do every year, mainly because I very much enjoy the dirge and singing with the whole congregation.

Today I mainly slept, craved coffee, brushed my teeth when my mouth began to get fuzzy, listened to some of my soft music and read a book.

The Fast this year didn't have as much oomph this year as last. I decided to reduce my consumption of dairy and not deprive myself of sea-food when I feel the want or the need, which is only when I'm in fish and sea-food restaurants, which isn't very often in any event.

The Fast is a very personal thing.

I have trouble explaining it to my secular friends who know that I'm a pretty irreverent person in regards to tradition and the fact that I'm fairly critical of religion in general.
Because Deity is non-entity in my life, for nothing more than a prism in which to look at humanity, and with belief and faith being things I have in Myself and that my own inclination towards the metaphysical has basically dwindled into nothing, I feel the need to explore why I do this one thing.
This Physical Deprivation, because it's no eating and drinking from sunset to sunset + three stars in the heavens.

Every year my family asks if I've ever spent so much time in shul (on the Eve of Yom Kippur which is when we say Kol Nidre) and every year I remind them I always stay 'till the end to listen to the singing and read the liturgy that emphasises humanity as a child/wife/lover/clay/ etc. etc. while GD is father/husband/kind/maker and breaker etc. etc.

This kind of transcendental theology never sat well with me.
Which is why once I was given the choice I didn't go to shul anymore, except on Erev Yom Kippur.

I can't really articulate why I Fast, it certainly isn't to do with the belief that during the Days of Awe our destinies are written out on the Book of Life, or that depriving myself physically will somehow cleanse me spiritually.

In any event, it wasn't a particularly fulfilling day in that respect.

Would be happy to hear opinions on this one. I'm sure everyone has at least one.
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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