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my friends: what's up

me: I can't stop thinking about how birds don't remember a time before roads. Like, birds have no written history or oral tradition. As far as any bird is concerned, This is how the world has Always been and they're just tryin' to make it like the rest of us. They just keep on keepin' on. Birds have no idea there used to be so much more for them. So much forest and food abundant, so they just live in this era the best they can without the burdensome knowledge of the life they could have lived and I find that both fortunate and sad.

my friends: Why Are You Like This.

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I wonder how many random strangers I have interacted with in the past that aren’t alive anymore.

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This is disturbing.

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“Remote for detachment, narrow for chosen company, winding for leisure, lonely for contemplation, the Appalachian Trail beckons not merely north and south, but upward to the body, mind, and soul of man” [Harold Allen, 1936] 

We visited the Appalachian Trail head in Georgia this past week. It was amazing to visit the very spot where AT thru hikers start their journey to Maine.

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Typewriter Series #1480 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Chasers of the Light & All The Words Are Yours are Out Now!

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