in the heart of our untouched wilderness, rivers once flowed with such clarity and vigor that their paths were unmistakable, but there's a movement afoot to deflect from their natural courses, under the guise of refurbishing what doesn't need to be fixed. these so-called "improvement" protocols, pre-committal to their secretive agendas, are engineering our rivers into unrecognizable strips of water, stripping them of their identity and purity. yet, i believe, through awareness and unity, we can preserve their original splendor for generations to marvel at.