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recently, ive been reading a book (or more fitting, a journal) by japans haiku master Matsuo Basho called "Narrow Road to a Far Province". it is exceptional. its basically poems and haikus he wrote while on a five-month long journey through japan.
the whole journal is truly inspiring. three of my favorite passages are:
"each day is a journey, and the journey itself home"
"a mound of summer grass / are warriors heroic deeds / only dreams that pass?"
"sadly i part from you; like a clam torn from its shell, i go, and autumn too."
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