Theatre for Moni Ovadia, now here we talk as if it were in his living room, unless you can draw a bit of a mental order 'more precise, but as you would if he were not on stage. In short, a blunder rather than a real spectacle, that his "Register of sins" in which you collect quotes from the Bible translation errors (it seems that the correct version of "Blessed are, et cetera." And "In the last march of the land that soon will be the first "not quite the same, says Moni), published and unpublished stories, reflections and provocations. Above all, at least it seems to me worthy of being noticed, but obviously I can not remember the name Rabbi, Rabbi Loew to call you so. "It is said that Rabbi Loew went into the woods, in a particular place, to light a fire, singing a psalm, pray in this way took away the dangers of the village . When he died, another took his place, but over the course of the years he forgot the exact place and merely going through the woods, singing the psalms, and praying. Who inherited the task continued to go into the forest, but the accompanying prayer only with a hand form because he knew most of the text. His successor was limited to go into the woods to pray, and the successor successor did not go further into the woods. However, we knew that once there was Rabbi Loew, who went into the woods, in a particular place, to light a fire, singing a psalm, pray in this way took away the dangers from the village ... " History remains when there is no other but, concludes Moni
Ovadia, the story is itself the thing that seems to be no more.
An apparent paradox - very close to a story zen - that can not fail to fascinate anyone involved in reading and writing (as well as children, and tales, forests ...)
Ovadia, the story is itself the thing that seems to be no more.
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