lukasz79

So I’ve been out of work for months now… feels like years in my mind. The absence of activities or lack the motivation of them left me dry. I mean physically, emotionally, psychologically dry and empty. One poet wrote that eventually your mind freezes when out of work for so long. Ha… my mind is like a glacier melting, cracking, and dropping ton by ton into the ocean by now.
I got a project lined up… but, i think I’m also too arrogant or proud to step up to it. The river in my city gets polluted from time to time. It would be fun to clean it up and dispose all of the plastic and aluminum lying around unwanted by the trickling water. I love the current of the river….from early AM to late PM it is full with flowing green water. The strength of it pulls branches, moves rocks or even boulders, it shapes the landscape that surrounds the valley of which it lives. At those times when the sun isn’t too vivid, the river shrinks…disappears….gone for some time. For a nocturnal being as myself, it’s my pleasure to wash what it wasn’t meant to wash or pull. Who the fuck drinks beer by the river and then throws the cans all over it like it’s their possession ?
I polluted in the past…I’m no angel. If I’d ever want to volunteer for something, I wouldn’t want a patch or a pat on the back…. although it would feel nice. Nah… just cant stand to see empty bags of some cholesterol filled junk end up as junk where it isn’t needed. Glass or aluminum cans dropped off like it was their duty to be there.