The Tempest: Joanna Newsome

It's no wonder that her last name is "New-some" seeing as she gives listeners a practically whole new kinetic energy just listening to her. As her voice cripples me, her string and lyrics soothe my pained ears. "And the dustly wings which fell from flesh... And I go where the trees go, and I walk from a higher education from now and for higher; it feeds me but I do not know" ("En Gallop") It's simply gorgeous.

My Perfect "Bird's Eye View"

There is much I think of when I see this picture I took a few days ago, and they are:

With questions come answers so with people come other people. It is clearly plausible that others endanger the rest of the world, but then again we can be saved by ourselves.

At some point in time it is necessary to look down on everyone, including yourselves. I don't enough people do that anymore, much less did it at all.

How bout you all?