From the depths of slumber, a call echoes through more info the ages. Listen to the voice that stirs your soul. The hour has come for you to rise, my Hebrew child. The world awaits your presence. Seize your destiny, written in the stars. Forge your spirit ascend, a beacon of hope … Read More


This ain’t your grandma’s neighborhood. Streets/Avenues/Sidewalks here run deep with stories, the kind that leave you feeling both heavy and hopeful. You got these kids, barely out of diapers, already tangled up in the system/game/life. It's like a disease, passed down from generation to generation. The past haunts them, weighs on their shoulde… Read More