The prospects of being human

[Otis McNutt 395]

As stated previous, I live in Connecticut. One of the first states to join the United States way back in 1788. I live close to the Connecticut River, a massive body of water that starts in Vermont and ends in Long Island. On my little section there is a road I sometimes walk down to clear my head or to center my chi. It is called North Water Street or as I call it simply The River Road. But beneath the beauty of the parralel to river roadway is a seemy underbelly wrapped in mystery and various trash particulates. It is an amazing cross section of the human animal worthy of study by even the most seasoned Anthropologist. On one of my little trecks down the river road I came upon a sofa or couch or what have you that someone faithlessly discarded. A day later the sofa was reduced to a pile of burnt springs and ashes. Another time I happened upon a deer carcass, intrigued i investigated and found that something possibly coyotes had begun to scavange when I saw the most amazing thing a majestic Bald Eagle symbol of my Country watching me like a hawk....or Eagle. The river road is an amazing place sure you can find a lot of trash old paint cans, motor oil, tv's, computer monitors, couches, car seats, engines, refrigerators, Air Conditioners, Booze bottles, Porno magazines, Porno movie boxes, Feminine hygiene products, and the packaging for sexual toys. Also the people you come across, oh husband and wife walking there dogs, oh liquored up fishermen, oh girl giving her boyfriend a "Lovers Handshake" oh wacky teenagers smokinb the crack pipe they think I cannot see, oh naked guy sitting in his car for no apparent reason other than being naked on a summer afternoon. I thank you for helping to clear the cobwebs away from my third eye and aligning my Chakras.

Edited 20 Jun 2008 by Savanti Romero (see edit history)

[ZuZu 10]

Sounds like a fun area. wish i lived close to it.