Returned I have, returned to Europe. It is almost sunrise on the Rhine aboard the Mani. Not much sleep over the last bit since leaving S.D. maybe … it matters not the time slept, what does matter is my mind is interested.
It is a cloudy morning and i sit on the sun deck hearing a light tapping of rain on the sun cover that is just a foot above my head as several different type birds chirp in the hours before sunrise.
I find it difficult to state what Europe gave me, the book will surely explain, i can only say it was enlightenment about civilization and its path and process. And as i could not sleep, what filled my mind was the community of which i have been given charge toward. How i would like to direct not with enforcement but rather by creating a feeling of responsibility, dedication and an insecurity of those who do not help but rather get offended that they should not need to be a part of, by not belonging.
The rain comes down more quickly but still only a drizzle.
The Rhine is as i remember with an early morning low cloud foggy look, beautiful and peaceful. I again am by myself in this, with only the ship’s crew working off in the distance.
On flying in, the sky was showing that most wonderous layer of pollution, so ever thickening but on the ground in Basel, there were so many people cycling, walking onto trams, running about. If we are to remove this ever-increasing layer, it is industry that must change but as always, industry is not a living entity, the people of it are.
But this morning, the Rhine is empty, quiet and still, lined by trees with a feeling of that which is clean.