Some things we have only as long as they remain lost, some things are not lost only as long as they remain distant.
Rebecca Solnit

Probing the Unkown Reaches of Uninhabitable Space

A brand of personal lubricant that i have never encountered before. Strange name. Is it a description of its function?



Tea man showed up at a superhero party. Here he is with his gun and Superman. Te-Man sports unenhanced ass cleavage in homage to all plumbers everywhere.

This is an image of the tea table from Rememory Ceremony 3.1.


Meet Te-Man (on the left). He is a new breed of sensitive, superhero. He holds the infinite power of paradox with which he confronts his enemies and comforts his friends by challengeing their most precious presupposed notions and paradigms.
The Dali Lama makes Tea on his shirt. His mask holds a symbol of reconciliation and his hat sports an NRA patch. He wields a weapon of mass destruction made impotent by design.

On the right is his friend Tank Girl.

Rememory Ceremony 3.1 (Orange and White With Forest Green Accents)

First Mounting Ceremony

This is a picture of the first mounting ceremony. The "gun" mounting ceremony. These are some of the people who came to whitness this momentous event. They pose with the 800px replica that my friend Chris and I made out of cardboard, Superglue and masking tape. We hung it on this public gun rack that we found on NW Everett Street between 3rd and 4th in Oldtown (that is Chris, with blonde hair, on the right hugging our friend Tuey).
Here is the 800px replica by itself. It really is a fine work of cardboard craftsmanship.
This fire hydrant reminded me of my friend M. He decided to stop being my friend because I couldn't give him what he wanted. I can respect that, sometimes relationships just dont work out. The other thing this hydrant reminds me of is a penis which is how I felt M acted when he ended our relationship.

Today is the Third Tea Project Rememory Ceremony, ("Orange and White with Forest Green Accents") after this event we will be traveling across the river to the first Mounting Ceremony. Tommorrow i will post pictures. For now here are some images from the Tea Party we will be remembering. When we meet at 6 pm on MLK between Beech and Failing it will be exactly one year since the third Tea Party occured.

I met this child today: Miles (which is what I thought when I looked into his eyes). Endless.

An encounter with eternity. He started screaming when he was passed into my arms.

At the moment I need eternity at a distance.

It seems that everything I give returns to me transformed and better. I have seen it happen repeatedly. I have the ability to derail this process. Somehow I have the power to thwart the endless generosity of the benevolent universe with my most silent subconcious musings.

beginnings are hard

I found this monument in the park.

Today i contemplated the opposite of niceness which i feel is most likely genuineness.
I have also decided to only do what I love.
I am not sure exactly what that means, however it seems like a good idea.
I consulted a shaman today his name is Amit.
He told me love is all that matters. He seemed nice.