_the tension between all that i know
i decided to burning man 24 hours before i headed out. i was convinced and i convinced sometime else within 3 hours of our departure to the fable city of black rock. it was going to be a short and intense trip and it turn out to be an intense but short trip. i missed burning man last year and i am glad i did because i was on the converge of non excitement. too many times did i think on the playa that i am so over this. as brilliant and fun as it is, it has lost it’s appeal to me. it’s like a hot girlfriend that just wants to have fun all the time. i can’t say no but i know it’s over.
interestly enough, the virgin burner that i convince to come along (as picture above), was the wildcard dice that keep me and the brother on our toes. ironically, she reminded a lot of myself. a rather netural sort of person that you can’t tell is happy or just content. we would like to believe that she is just content but us sensitive types don’t know how to properly deal with the silent type. it was an excellent practice in reading and understanding the complexities of the she kind. that alone was worthy of the rather tame experience that was this year. over dose was keep to a single relgious experience and the dawn of light was achieved. that was all i really needed in these times of apparaent lack of social joy.