Just a journal about my experiences at Burning Man this year. It was a surreal experience.
Energy, pain, and life are all experienced exponentially on the playa. My body mind and soul all quiver with delight, in the memories of my journey through consciousness. I've been touched, challenged, and encouraged, by community, ingenuity and soulful interaction. Upon reflection of my experience, I've concluded that I alone have been responsible for all change incurred within my psyche. The joy I find in this realization is; that I could have done this without you, but I chose to do it with you.
The essence of Burning Man lies within the heart of the individual perceiving it. There were so many people, all of whom are entitled to whatever experience they see fitting (as long as it doesn't encroach deeply upon the vision of another). I venture to say that no one person is more a "burner" than any other, the only difference is an interpretational difference. What does it mean to be a "burner"? I for one have been searching for a sanctuary from the elitism that seems to have permeated every social corner of humankind, a place where a general appreciation of existence is felt and the strain of cognitive cock contests is minimized. The beauty of human ingenuity can be felt without the disproportionate infiltration of ego. My resolve and love for this community only grow stronger as my idealistic notions are molded by the reality of my perceptions. What a gift we have, the gift of now.
What do you live for?