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On the summer of 2015,  I was astounded to find a toilet in a beautiful beach here in Puerto Rico. People sat next to it as if it was a normal fixture to nature and there it stood for a week or 2 at the same spot.

After a while, I had enough and I removed the toilet from the sandy area and at first I tried to lift that toilet to take it out but the smelly toilet was filled with what I believed as urine, perhaps even poop and garbage and all that liquid started to leak out of the bottom and onto my leg.

So as enraged as I was, I decided to drag it to the side of the road and I decided that I was going to place it in the middle of this 2 way road in which there is enough space for cars to bypass it.

I placed it in the middle of the road as I figured this was a big toilet and people SHOULD be able to see it and just swerve pass it.

So 15 seconds later, this car parked facing the toilet not too far away from the toilet almost hits the toilet with his car.

He was very angry and drags it back to the side of the road and tells me that should not be there and then tries to hide it somewhere around the trees of the forest.

I tell him that does not belong out in nature. But that is the backward mentality of the people as they think that garbage belongs in nature.

So he goes on telling me that he almost hit it and I proceed in asking him if he looks where he is driving, but I forgot that the garbage is invisible to the people as he couldn’t see a toilet in broad daylight.

Perhaps he was in a rush, like many people who rush on with their lives. But I could smell the alcohol emanating from his breath. Here in this island, the people drink heavily in the beach and drive shortly there after. Even drive with open beer containers in their car, drinking it as they drive.

So hey don’t pay no mind to the damn road. So I ask myself, if a stray dog happened to be on the road instead of the toilet, would he have run over that dog. Chances are likely that he would have, since I see so many strays that have gotten hit by cars.

So he then asked if I was going to put it back in the middle of the road, I tell him no, It’s going to stay on the side of the road. 

He drives off and their is a pileup of cars behind his. The next car after his stops by the toilet and a lady rolls down her window and throws a paper bag and some other thing at the toilet as she saw the garbage inside of it and assumed that it was the garbage can. Yep, that is how the people respond.

So the beach is now empty because of the downpour of rain. I take my signs and stand on the toilet and held it up high for all the oncoming cars to read.  Some people rush on by without having a chance to read what this giant sign says with a man standing on a toilet. Some people honk their horns in approval, others salute me asI raise my signs high. I hold my sign up that says you don’t respect the earth, because you don’t respect yourselves.

One lady with kids in her cars yells out to me, “Cabron, Mamal bicho” which translates to cocksucker and sticks the middle finger at me with her 3 kids in the backseat laughing.

Yep, my sign stands corrected, you don’t respect the earth, how can you have respect for others, including yourself. This is what they teach their kids, the kids grow up as clones and continue this cycle and with each passing generation, we dwindle down to nothing but garbage.

As I said before, people plant garbage instead of cultivating seeds. Just a damn shame.  Instead of teaching her kids respect, they teach their kids how to disrespect.  Chances are likely that she tosses garbage all over the place and her kids who see her behavior will be nothing but clones of their parents.

So i stand there for over 2 hours in the rain trying to get my message across.  Some might think I am crazy because I am fighting for something I believe in, but I consider them crazy for accepting this . 

What is our purpose in this world, I go on living my day with a purpose. I will stand triumphantly, I will stand defiantly.  I will stand up for all the injustices in this world. Our world.

I don’t fight for this island, I fight for our world.  We live in a world where no one has a voice anymore, they want the politicians and the media to speak out for them and when people do use their voice, others would think that they are crazy. People are constrained with their thoughts, they have no thoughts of their own. I will let my opinion be known and I won’t sugarcoat it. I would like to change this world, to better our world.

In this struggle to better this world, as I was standing on that toilet and seeing the garbage around me, . I felt like what i do has become a lost cause. I feel that no one truly cares. But I know I am leaving dents in this world and that their are others out there making dents, they might not be big dents, but they are influential to those who care to listen.

Dents are all we can do right now and hope that more dents happen across many levels. If everyone makes a dent, we could truly make an impact. I always say it starts with those seeds we plant. Hopefully they bloom. 

We must take action in changing things. Suffice to say If I did not remove the toilet, how long would have it taken for it to be removed from there. How many more people would have thrown their trash alongside that toilet.

We are the change. So no matter how alone you might feel, there are more of us out there.

get the courage to stand up for what you believe in. Do whatever you can like stand on a toilet to get the attention the message deserves.

I implore everyone to take action and also I implore everyone with an idea, a thought to change the world to get out there and let your message be heard. Let yourself be heard. You might not get your message across to everyone, but all you need is one person to listen, for that one seed to bloom so that they in turn can start spreading seeds of their own.  Let your voice be heard, it’s a beautiful thing. Peace and love.

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