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    3000 Walks: Stories, Poems and Word Play
    3000 Walks: Stories, Poems and Word Play
    3000 Walks: Stories, Poems and Word Play
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    3000 Walks: Stories, Poems and Word Play

    By Philip Cerdorian

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    These poems are the story of my life for the last 20 years. they are about my joy and my pain. They are also what I have learned as a human being in this wonderful and dreadful world we live in. My journey is unique as it is universal. I am sure you will relate to my experiences as they come with being human. Good art helps us feel more deeply and may motivate us to reflect on our lives. I hope I have lived up to that standard. Enjoy
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateMay 1, 2013
    ISBN9781626758025
    3000 Walks: Stories, Poems and Word Play

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      Book preview

      3000 Walks - Philip Cerdorian

      9781626758025

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      Bridge House

      We had a place where creativity and nourishment were served

      Human Beings being treated as you would like to be treated

      A team where individuals took their place at what they excelled at

      Happy being creative and empowered thus empowering others

      Then they came, afraid of anything that isn’t the same

      Thinking they could improve on flourishing

      Surprised no one had committed suicide or

      Performed destructive acts after leaving here.

      They brought conformity, hospital models,

      Fear of being sued.

      Soon everything was controlled

      Actions planned from fear of lawsuits

      The consumers stopped giving rave reviews

      Healing stopped happening

      Laughter left this place

      We had a place where creativity

      and nourishment were served.

      I Used To

      I used to yearn for teachers

      Now my life has become the teaching

      I used to seek out knowledge

      Now I’m comfortable with I don’t know

      I used to hunger for Love

      Now I know that I am a source of Love

      I used to repress desire

      Now I follow it and feel alive

      I used to sit in somber meditation

      Now I laugh and play with children

      I used to criticize myself

      Now I catch myself and smile

      I used to walk in serious contemplation

      Now I sing and dance

      I used to read long great books

      Now simple poetry is what satisfies

      All along I AM what I was looking for.

      This Pain in My Side

      This pain in my side

      Eyes wet with grief from before

      Of anger and conflict of another I

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