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will not compute

I happened across a poem by Wendell Berry because of a newsletter delivered by Riverford Organic Farmers with our vegetables. The poem is called Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front and in it there is a line that I like very much:

So, friends, every day do something that won’t compute.

The whole poem is at https://www.context.org/iclib/ic30/berry/.

Here’s to doing things that do not compute.

Up next at night listening Tara Brach is a psychotherapist and meditation teacher based in Washington DC. I was listening to a podcast episode of hers last night called The
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