My name is Kerri Lowe. I'm a songwriter. North Carolina is my home. Brooklyn is my love affair. Restlessness is my constant.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Please, no matter how we advance technologically, please don’t abandon the book. There is nothing in our material world more beautiful than the book.
Patti Smith (via libraryland)
Read the best books first, or you may not have the chance to read them at all.
Henry David Thoreau (via libraryland)
We have to create. It is the only thing louder than destruction.
Andrea Gibson (via delucazade)
(Source: freyjageist)
CREEPTONIC: Do you ever wonder what the world is like out there? All the people we...
Do you ever wonder what the world is like out there? All the people we could meet and love. Or hate. All the things we could do. New things, scary things, old things, boring things. Or the mistakes we could make together. We could get drunk and watch the sunrise or we could all fall asleep on one…
so cute.
(Source: cotton-eyed-joe)
When a child first catches adults out — when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not always have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just — his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child’s world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via whylovememylove)
The World Is in Pencil
—not pen. It’s got
that same silken
dust about it, doesn’t it,
that same sense of
having been roughed
onto paper even
as it was planned.
It had to be a labor
of love. It must’ve
taken its author some
time, some shove.
I’ll bet it felt good
in the hand—the o
of the ocean, and
the and and the and
of the land.
John Pena, Letters to the Ocean
“One day in the winter of 2003, I sent my first of many letters to the Pacific Ocean. Within two weeks it was returned with heavy pen marks negating the address and a black stamp that read: “Return to Sender: no such place exists.” I then sent another letter with more specific directions and two weeks later it was returned again with the same markings. For the last eight years, I have sent a letter to the Pacific Ocean every day. I currently have about 2,000 returned letters.”
This is stunningly beautiful….
What makes it so?
Devotion? Steadfastness?
That is the feeling a lot of great art comes from, I think.
re-recording this track for my solo record!
If our love don’t last all time
Not enough to promise all our lives
I will remember you
And oh the way we were
Cause that’s what we deserve
Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it.
Wilfred Peterson (via livefortravel)
