A New Day

A Blog by Nate Schultz

treechild-deactivated20111122 asked: you are one of my favourite people :) I can't wait to see you in real life again, it's like waiting for Christmas... only different because you are obviously not Jesus and you are already born... I'm just going to stop there.

Well we do both have beards!

corey-b asked: http://www.trailspace.com/articles/2011/03/16/barefoot-backcountry-roundup.html

Very good resource.

treechild-deactivated20111122 asked: Dear Nathan,

I am very glad you are coming back I have missed you.

Dear Eden, 

I am also glad I am coming back, I have missed you too. I will be living with Chris in LA, so we will come visit you!

chriskettles asked: Why is everyone asking me this right now?


I knew you were going back to SK, I didn't know you were going back to school.

Hey roomate.

treechild-deactivated20111122 asked: I am curious as to why you were asking where I'll be living, is it because you will be living in Sundbo?

I was looking for someone to live with but I can’t find anyone to live in sundbo with!

Our media teaches our young girls to be self-conscious and our young men to be fools.


“Home is behind, the world ahead… And there are many paths to tread.  Through shadow, to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight…  Mist and shadow, cloud and shade, all shall fade… all… shall…  fade…”

“Home is behind, the world ahead… And there are many paths to tread. Through shadow, to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight… Mist and shadow, cloud and shade, all shall fade… all… shall… fade…”

(via literarynerd)

I am disgusted with the completely unrealistic view of life that Ke$ha and other pop artists present to today’s youth.

corey-b:

No Ke$ha, we can’t drink and party all day and night long.
Maybe you do, but that’s entirely irresponsible.
We, on the other hand, have real lives where we’re expected to work and be positive contributing members of society.

Life isn’t how you say it is. Quit ruining people and their minds.

Yeah.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh nor more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no mo,
Or dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey, nonny, nonny.

William Shakespeare

For All the Ladies.

So much of the music I enjoy owes it’s roots to this band here. I figured I should pay them homage.