Sep

2

$5 Million for Sex?! [Video]

September 2, 2010 | 21 Comments

I recorded this talky blog for you in San Francisco yesterday. Enjoy:

Sep

1

Announcing Davey Wavey Chat (Beta)!

September 1, 2010 | 15 Comments

Apple isn’t the only one making a big announcement today!

Today, I’m excited to invite you to experience Davey Wavey Chat. You’ll notice a new header at the top of the right-hand sidebar. See it right there? For the first time ever, you’re able to log into my blog and experience a Facebook-style chat bar along the bottom. And it’s all connected, from comments to chat – it’s all linked together.

I’ve experimented with a chat room on my blog before – but the previous chat room was on a different page, and it wasn’t particularly streamlined. This new chat feature is different. It’s clean. It’s easy. And you don’t have to leave the blog’s content to experience it.

Here’s how you can be a part of Davey Wavey Chat:

  1. Click register on the top of the right-hand sidebar.
  2. Create and account.
  3. Go back to my blog, www.breaktheillusion.com. You’ll notice a chat bar along the bottom.

That’s it! Just like Facebook, you can turn it off. And unlike Facebook, you can webcam through it! You can do all sorts of cool things with it – so give it a try and let me know what you think.

It’s still in its beta form, and so I’ll be making improvements to the process and experience. Your feedback is appreciated!

Enjoy!

Aug

31

One Plus One Equals Three.

August 31, 2010 | 46 Comments

Did you know that 1+1 does not always equal 2? In fact, at 34,000 feet while reading Biocentrism on yesterday’s flight, I learned that the ancient Greeks used language and logic to prove that 1+1=3. It turns out, it can also equal zero.

What’s all this about anyway? The above lapse in logic points to a very real truth: Our words have limitations. No one to date has yet to pen a complete definition for love. Go ahead and try. Your words can at best point the way – like a lighthouse trying to pierce a dense midnight fog with it’s candle-powered beam. But into the abyss the light fades, never reaching its target. Words are limited. Necessary and at times powerful – but limited.

When I look at the countenance of a stranger and see myself, I find it hard to describe that experience. The knowing that I have that we are all so deeply connected in a way that transcends the illusions of time and space is beyond my ability to describe with the 616,500 of words in the English language.

It’s like trying to bring down the sun with a slingshot.

Don’t get me wrong: It doesn’t mean I won’t try, but I almost certainly will never quite hit the mark when I try to explain how when I think of you, I know that we are one. So deeply connected. At best, different beats of the same heart.

Separation is indeed an illusion. But with words as my hammer, I’ll never break it.

Aug

30

It’s Easy to Call Out Others, But…

August 30, 2010 | 23 Comments

When my alarm clock went off at 3:45 this morning, I left like the butt of some cosmic joke. But no – it was time to get up and leave for the airport. With one bleary eye open, I boarded my connecting flight from Rhode Island to Cleveland – which an eventual destination of San Francisco. Leaning against the cold glass of the plane’s window, I sought for a few moments of quick rest before takeoff.

Just as my mind starting drifting into the world of dreams and pure imagination, I was interrupted by an announcement from a female voice:

The plane’s captain would like to welcome our passengers. We’ll be leaving the gate in just a few minutes – the weather in Cleveland is…

I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I had a momentary pang of panic. A female captain?! I quickly reassured myself with logic – but if you had given me the choice of a male or female pilot, I would opt for the former. I say “had” as though I wouldn’t make that same choice right now – as horrible and as unjustified as it may be.

My point it this: It’s very easy to challenge the stereotypes of others. I can put together a blog post on the absurdity of the arguments against gay marriage. I can recount the terrible discrimination that I encountered at my Catholic university – or even the much more recent faggot name-calling that I experienced in New York City. It’s easy to write and think about all of that. What is much harder – but a million times more productive – is challenging the stereotypes that I hold and cultivate.

Like that a female pilot is any less qualified, or any less able to fly me safely to a destination. It turns out that the female announcer was the copilot. But I’m quite certain my safety wasn’t the result of the pilot’s penis.

It’s easy to call out others. It’s much harder to call out yourself.

Aug

29

Life’s Greatest Pleasure… [Video]

August 29, 2010 | 30 Comments

Life is full of wonderful little gifts – perhaps none greater than waiting in line. Whether it’s the department of motor vehicles, the post office or a busy shopping center, waiting in line is a wonderful excuse to do nothing and relax. It’s like the universe is saying, “Hey, here’s a little mini break. Enjoy it.”

Yesterday, though, the old lady in front of me couldn’t quite come to appreciate her unexpected delay. Watch the video below, via Davey Wavey Raw:

Aug

28

I’m pro-dick. Are you?

August 28, 2010 | 123 Comments

Yesterday’s wedding was beautiful. There is nothing that ignites my inner-romantic more than seeing two people so madly in love. My cousin and her now-husband were adorable – very shy and a little embarrassed by all the attention. It was all very sweet, and I’ll spend a good portion of today making them a YouTube video of the experience (part of my wedding gift to them).

It was also the first time in many years that I sat through a Catholic mass, as the ceremony was held in a Providence, Rhode Island church. Though I was raised Catholic, the service really didn’t resonate with me and what I hold to be true. This really didn’t come as a surprise to me. It seems illogical to find any organized religion that would mirror my beliefs exactly. Instead, I find it much more advantageous to pursue my own path in the great Cathedral of this universe.

Unlike my father, I don’t hold a grudge against the Catholic Church. I challenge myself to find those kernels of truth and love buried in Catholic teachings, just as I’d do with any other religion. My dad – not so much. Years ago, back when I was in university, the Catholic Church’s pedophilia scandal was in the spotlight. Countless allegations were flying – and the Church needed to announce some plan to eliminate the pedophile priests. Their plan was a gay “witch hunt” of sorts, interviewing priests-t0-be (i.e., the seminarians) to identify and eliminate the gay ones.

Church leaders are not stupid. They knew what they were doing. Society has long-since linked gay men to pedophilia, a stereotype that social science has entirely disproved. Nonetheless, the Church used this stereotype to their advantage by throwing gay men under the bus (ironically, so many Church leaders are gay themselves); I don’t think my dad will ever forgive the Church.

I don’t have enough time, energy or desire to sustain such grudges, but I do understand my dad’s discomfort. I find much greater power in growing that which I do support rather than resisting that which I do not. I’m not anti-Catholic so much as I am pro-love, pro-peace and pro-unity. And pro-dick, too.

Aug

27

The Case Against Straight Marriage.

August 27, 2010 | 48 Comments

This afternoon, I’ll be attending my cousin Emily’s straight wedding. I know, I know. I still can’t believe that these hetero-loving unions are legal, but I do support my cousin so I suppose it is important for me to attend the so-called “ceremony”.

In a world that is suffering the effects of overpopulation, it seems a bit ridiculous to allow marriages that almost always end up in the creation of offspring. Case in point: Emily’s husband is one of twelve children. There are already too many people in the world and too many mouths to feed – why go out of our way to invite more? And yes, gay people have children, too – but unlike straights, ours aren’t the result of having a bit too much to drink or a broken condom.

Moreover, have you ever watched a man and woman try to communicate? Men and women are raised in a very gendered world. We treat young boys differently than girls, and thus set our genders on very separate and distinct paths. How could we ever expect to mend these differences? It’s just unnatural for a man and woman to be together.

For me, the nail in the coffin is the disregard that straight people have for the institution of marriage itself. They’ve made a joke out of it. Just look at all the Vegas weddings with costumes and ridiculousness – or even more sobering, the astonishing divorce rate (somewhere around 50%). Clearly, straight people are unable to take marriage seriously.

And that’s why I don’t believe in straight marriage. Marriage should be reserved for gay people, just as God intended it in all her infinite wisdom.

(You know I’m joking, right? Just checking…)

Aug

26

Gay Secrets Exposed: Anal Douching. [Video]

August 26, 2010 | 110 Comments

Today, we’ll go where no few straight boys have ever gone before: into the world of anal douching. I’ll do my best to demystify the me mysterious anal douche and its implications – probably more than you ever cared to know about something very few people talk about. Perhaps for good reason. :-) Click below to enjoy:

Aug

25

My Batteries are Charged for World Domination or Anal Douching.

August 25, 2010 | 21 Comments

As I bid farewell to the treehouse this morning (and the only 6 people within 40 miles on Grindr), the New Hampshire sky cried to see me go. Massachusetts had to get in on the action, too; heavy downpours made the state’s highways nearly impassible. Or maybe they were tears of joy and excitement as I open a new chapter in my life’s galactic adventures. Or else, it could just have been a coincidental passing rain shower.

Tears of joy or sadness, I was happy to be on my way. My batteries feel charged – fully charged – for the first time in a long time. And even with a lot on my plate, like my new fitness blog, and still a tight work schedule (though I’m leaving my “real” job soon, they’ve yet to give me an exit date), I feel like I have the energy to conquer the universe. Or maybe knit the world’s largest ball of yarn. Or at least make a talky blog about anal douching – yup, that one’s coming tomorrow. :-)

With a nod to author James Baldwin, I met a lot of great people in New Hampshire. I even encountered myself. And as the tradition goes, I’m supposed to create a list of things that I learned on this most recent trip of mine. I’ll keep my list short, sweet and concise:

  1. I learned that farm boys are pretty much the sexiest thing I’ve ever beheld. Like, seriously.
  2. I was reminded that one of my goals needs to be moving in with the boyfriend; saying goodbye nearly broke my heart. He’s like a pair of glasses. Yeah, I can’t get along well enough with ‘em, but it sure does make the whole world a lot more enjoyable. That’s a limited analogy, but I think you know what I mean. I want to share as many moments with him as possible – and in a life as short as ours, each moment really counts.
  3. I learned that the risk of missing out is almost always greater than the probability of our fears coming to fruition.

I should have applied lesson #3 to lesson #1, and said something to the beautiful farm boy at my gym and risked the hate crime. :-P

So now I’m back at my parents’ home in Rhode Island for a few days to participate in my cousin’s wedding. Next week, I’m heading to Google’s Mountain View, CA headquarters to present at a conference. I’ve never been to the Googleplex, and I’m absolutely tickled pink and looking forward to the transcontinental trip. Then, I’ll be moving back into my Rhode Island condo… though, not for long. I’ve got a trick or two (no, not that kind of trick) up my sleeve.

Aug

24

Drama Begets Drama. [Video]

August 24, 2010 | 27 Comments

It seems like one of the universal laws of nature is that whatever you give is what you get. Violence begets violence. Love begets love. And of course, drama begets drama. Enjoy this impromptu – and late night – talky blog via Davey Wavey Raw:


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