We are the HUMANS and if we don't like the animals, we can just genetically modify them, or kill them and eat them!

this whole day of october 3 was tara's birthday.

THE WHOLE DAY

and so we ate soup, salad, bread, brie, and CHOCOLATE CAKE at her house with three babies, three mommies, and three twentysomethings. in the evening we went to the hippodrome theater which has been in existence for many many years in the london equivalent of times square. we showed up half and hour late due to fish and chips, busses, and a rubbish street sign telling us leicester square was in the opposite direction. remember directional intuition.

so we showed up at this burlesque cabaret show in the middle of an act featuring the queen of circus whose act centered around queen songs. FABULOUS. he juggled in time with another one bites the dust, dropping balls at opportune moments. and later on he rode a unicycle down the stairs to the song BICYCLE BICYCLE. the act commenced with WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS...a sing along. and he gave a speech about how the song was about ALL of us, black, white, yellow, red, EVERYONE. and how we are the HUMAN BEINGS. we are the CHAMPIONS. and if we dont like the animals we can genetically modify them. or...we can kill them and eat them

KILL THE ANIMALS

amazing

and a beautiful hoop dancer with four silver hoops, dressed in white, doing acrobalance while spinning.

OH OH
and
a straps performance with a man in a bathtub. no words to describe this other than WET JEANS and MUSCLES

all of this performance has got me thinking about performance art as provocation. The other morning I woke up to EVENING ON THE GROUND by iron and wine and started thinking about a burlesque act involving juicy red fruits and the concept of the garden of eden. It's a seeling of an idea. more later

i realize that women are so sexualized and flaunted in our society, that i've become somewhat desensitized to the display of full frontal nudity. seeing men is more intriguing at this point because it is more novel.

yet we are still very scared of the female body and power.





tomorrow em and i take a plane to frankfurt where my father lived for two years and my brother was born. pa told me the beer is very strong. so i will be needing but a sip to finish me off, with the rate that i am going these days.

i'm ready to be leaving london. i have enjoyed it, and i've loved being with tara and her family but i am antsy to go and i feel like a change would do me good. what is this life?

i was alone for what felt like a very long time, but on saturday i had a companion again and now i have a constant companion. it's really nice having someone around. i have to find a balance for this. i push myself more when i am alone and i like the kind of growth that happens that way. this whole thing is getting out of the comfort zone

i have to remind myself tonight that there is love all around me, and i am loved by so many people. it's easy to feel like a speck of dust in the windcurrents and feel like i dont belong anywhere. but that's a little lie.

people just want to help. they want to make you feel good. they want to make you happy and they want to help you see the world. they want to give you what you need.

and i want to return the favor