So I am officially having fun; as of running into C.T. Butler, my comrade de plume from many years ago on the poly trail…the man I consider one of the most valuable, innovative lobes in the brain trust of doing things not just differently but better. C.T. has been off this particular scene a while, as was I, while living and roaming elsewhere.
I finally ran into him about a year ago, somewhat randomly, at someone’s birthday party, and didn’t see him again till this weekend. If you have heard of Food Not Bombs, that is a C.T. production, though the full idea emerged from a collective that was doing many experiments in Eros and existence in the early 1980s. This is a person who I associate mainly with the utmost personal responsibility and integrity, who is also the bravest and most willing to dare, to experiment, to say what he thinks and feels, and to be bound by nobody else’s rules but the ones he and the people around him agree to. To me he’s living proof that there is actual freedom in responsibility.
I have sat through workshops he’s given when it felt like we were rewriting the DNA of the planet; metaprogramming solutions and innovations to help humanity solve its imminent crisis of relationship. Seeing him here and having dinner with him and a few friends made the whole trip worth it, the three-hour backup on the Garden State Parkway; the screwball instructions from Google Maps and the restaurant that keeps trying to serve me gluten.
As for the Compersion Immersion, here it is, in all its glorious imperfection, unedited, courtesy of my digital recorder and some help from Anatoly getting all 40mb’s onto the Internet tonight — hosted on PlanetWaves.FM.
CT and his friend Patti are hosting a slither pit tonight — that is, an inflatable pool into which about a gallon of lube is dumped; and people get naked and slither around. My boundaries begin there. (As Patric Walker once said, scratch a Pisces and you will find a Virgo under their skin.) So, I plan to enjoy this zenvironment and hang out as they all slither.
Philadelphia
PS, and this late-breaking news is just in, our civil rights department is helping keep the world safe for respectful sex.
Frontline report from the slither zenvironment???
ps. will travel to high speed to get your broadcast.
Dive in and slither Eric, get your virgo going. I spent last weekend in the mud and our painter is in molasses.
The pisces in my life, and there are several, have so much on their plate this virgo could never chew threw it all.
Its good to know you’re having a good time. If you do decide to slither, slither safely!!!