i saw a guy i knew his face and greeted walking with a covered plate he's so vibrant i get vibrant just by contact i ask did you go to a potluck and he says in a way, he's undergoing conversion to orthodox judaism, and he was at a sabbath dinner. i'd like to talk to this guy. we met once in passing through the park and his energy was the same, a kind of infusion. i saw his beanie before, and i have to admit i have a weird relation to judaism, my dad was rejected by a jewish social club, and my uncle was rejected by a kibbutz before finding one who takes black sheep i guess, and disappeared there. i'm mortified by israel and the brutality of the theft and occupation of palestinian land. but i felt i could talk to this fellow. i can't imagine him killing and imprisoning palestinians. anyway maybe it will happen. i want to know why someone becomes jewish. it's a mystery, conversion. i think, conversion from what to what? isn't it more indoctrination and ancient history. how does this mesh with the chaos of the world today. anyway i kept it light, because it was light, i said potluck is a good reason for a sabbath. 
but i wanted to write something about the pagan roots of easter, another story of conversion, occupation, and appropriation of energy.
but i must grab a bite and go get my mister, my guiding spirit dog going blind.