it’s been a year since I drove to Narragansett for the 50-year re-union (the image on the left is the admin office at Homewood Cemetery, but the detail reminds me of the mansion at the Brothers’ Center in Narragansett)
it’s been two weeks since the election
and it’s been 11 days since the election was called for Biden
and it’s been two weeks since I turned off cable-news
to distract myself from the chaos and hyper-tension of the last two weeks, I took down the lilac tree, paid to have the front-steps replaced and paid to have new concrete poured in the alleyway
and to keep the idea of change alive, I’ve decided to raise a middle finger to conventions and to wear what I want
in the mist of this existential crisis, I began listening to two amazing books – Gay New York (Gender, Urban Culture, and the Making of the Gay Male World 1890-1940) by George Chauncey and The Immortality Key: The Secret History of the Religion with No Name by Brian C. Muraresku
the Chauncey book explains the why, when and how the current white-privilege and toxic-masculinity culture was created
the Murarsku book connects religious ecstasy with Psilocybin
Murasku also taught me the acronym SBNR – spiritualist, but not religious
