Most of my most profound thoughts happen when in complete solitude. Oddly enough the bathroom is one of the few places where I truly feel alone and have a chance to meditate and have some self reflection. Some seek church as a place to seek enlightenment. I have had my share of organized religion so I built my own place to have religious experiences.
This is a fully functioning outhouse. The seat is made from a pulpit chair that used to belong to my grandfather, who was for his whole career, a United Church minister. The Holy Shit House resides in North-Western Ontario, and is still in use on a regular basis.