lunes, 8 de noviembre de 2010

Deep Sea Fishing



Well as you all might have not heard from me in a while, you now will. I have done some incredible changes in my life and for the record do not feel depressed anymore. Aaah yes, I can hear the cheers from across the room. So just to make you all understand what went down this is how that cookie crumbled.
For nine months I was living in Monterrey Mexico, hard at work trying to scrape some money together to move to Mexico City and begin a fresh chapter in the incredibly dull adventures of Jeandre Gerber. Well for nine months I was working and at the end had almost nothing to show for it, except a lot of bamboo artifacts that I hand created from nature's tallest grass. I'll add some snapshots at the bottom of the mail so you guys can see. The point is that through all the work and sweat I really didnt make the amount of money I was hoping to make. You see in all the other mails I was explaining how love from afar is more hazerdous to you health than not loving at all. I just coundt handle it anymore, so in the end I went on the mega move and said: SCREW THIS, I'm going with or without money it don't matter! Thus in the end I sold as much as I could, payed of most of my outstanding debt and had a staggering $2500 pesos to my name and a hand full of ideas. But in reality the future is always as clear as a muddy window and you can see the outlines of the creatures infront of you.
None the less I moved out of my house got on a bus and came down to the city of MExico. With no Idea what to do, I began scouring the internet for appartments and work. Thus far no work and a shabby little appartment in a not so well part of the city. I call it my own personal Ghetto. I got there with the help of a good friend of mine who has always helped me out in times of need. Yet I hate asking him to help me, it was my only shot and thank all goodness that he helped me out. With the money he sent me I could get a place and buy one of those inflatable matresses to let me not sleep on the cold concrete. It turned out that I also needed to buy a gas tank for warm water and for cooking, of which I couldnt do, because alas rent is expensive when you dont make money.
I had to improvise, not taking showers definitely was not an option. So I thought and I thought until I created what I call my very own Ghetto Solar Boiler. Basically it's a 4 liter water bottle with black tape and broken mirror pieces to reflect the rays of the cold winter sun on the bottle. SUCCESS!!! It only takes me about 4-5 hrs to heat up water but it turns out that man can use only 4 liters of water to have a complete shower! So now at least I have hot bathing water. But what about cooking? Well, cooking comes down to burning scrap on my roof and heating up canned foot or dead rats or anything that's got some calories.
I entitled the mail Deep Sea Fishing for a specific reason. You see my beautiful wife to be is but a princess and she is trapped in a castle. There is a dragon, this dragon is her paranoid and at times violent father who hates everything on earth and i believe he probably hates himself the most. The point being that from her I can expect only what she can do, but not really much more than that. You see there is this expression that states, TEACH A MAN TO FISH AND HE'LL EAT FOR A LIFE TIME! My answer to this is the following, how can you fish with your bare hands when you're floating in the middle of the ocean. I mean try it, go and try to fish tuna with your bare hands, or a swordfish or even a shark for that matter. Little does the expression explain that for fishing you need tools.
Well my friends as it turns out I am but a mere fisher without tools, drifted into the darkest and deepest part of the ocean of life. I know how to fish, the problem is that my little life raft did not come equiped with rods or nets. Let me explain.
I know have the opportunity to work as a translator for a company here, but there are a couple of snags to the riddle. I need a laptop to be able to work, yet here I find myself in the middle of getting a break with a wall as high as the great wall of china infront of me. I tried to get a laptop on credit, but alas it all went to nothing when I heard this morning that it's not gonna happen. Now I turn to the place where I least expect help to come from...you guys! I know that I can do it, I can move forward if I can just get a little help from my friends, and even the occasional stranger. I am the man on the road, where is my good samaritan?
That's one thing, the other thing is that I do not discriminate against any job whatsoever. Yet sadly many jobs do discriminate against me. As you people might or might not know, I have been an illegal alien in this fine country for years now. When I was was living in shallow waters it didnt matter too much, I could work on all the little things available, but now that is a problem. Most of the jobs I sought asked me for one thing...FM3!!!! Hear that word echo over the mountains. This isnt too expensive to obtain yet, try to do it when canned food is your best meal of the day, and when there really isnt many options out there. I dont have the economy to obtain this, which then puts me in the situation of having to work way way waaay outside of the box.
So here's my request. Help me obtain some tools in order to fish, and not have to ask for fish anymore. I would like to live in abundance, I really do...but for now I survive on Ghetto Tricks...
On the bottom of this mail I will tell you the two things I really need in order to have the tools and the means Deep Sea Fishing. I also have a Pay-Pal account open that you guys can donate to if you want. This obviously isn't an obligation but, it is an honest request. If we all just give a little bit of the abundance we have, then we all can be fine. I promise you guys that I am done with this Ghetto Tricks...I'm ready to be a master fisherman...just help me please?
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I'll start showing u guys what it's like to live the Ghetto Life style as I was thinking in my time alone that maybe there are others that are suffering the same fate, and maybe a collective wisdom could be the answer to many problems.
And now as promised some pics of my art...and there is a donate button at the bottom...go ahead and donate...help me obtain my tools.
Laptop: $300 USD
FM3: $400 USD





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