philosophy
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It’s a good thing we develop a tastefor adventure when we’re young— that urge to plunge across the riverand climb the mountain aheadcomes in handy as we sit in waiting roomsnodding to others who are trekkingthrough the land of needles and drips. It helps to recall the feel of horse hairin your fist when you Read more
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Living is the only way to squeeze some mudbetween your toes, to fall down froman apple tree, to wonder whatthe turtle knows, to sing alongin harmony. It’s the only way to leave your phoneon the morning train, to greet your demonswith a grin, to be washed cleanby freezing rain, to taste the salt ofsomeone’s skin. Read more
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So many have come and gone,you’ve lost count.But here you are,still living. It’s best to trust,to stay in patient doubtof what tomorrowwill be giving. If it hasn’t happened yet,it’s not to think about.Sooner or later youlearn everything. Meanwhile, stay rooted as a tree;don’t hypothesize.Live, breathe,applaud the skies. And praise the wayslife tried to make you Read more
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On a bus not far from Istanbulan old man turns to me and says,“You must live like a squirrel!” I am young, and say, “Ok.” He lifts a finger and says,“A squirrel expects nothing morethan life itself. Living is enough for squirrel.” I offer him some nuts. Heshakes his head, pointing tohis toothless mouth. Years Read more
Selected Poems by Tom Crider 