Burning Man Revealed

I went to Burning Man in 2002 and it changed my life. The positive influence the event had on me, and the new vistas it opened, are topics for another post someday - this post is merely a reminiscence of the silly page I wrote in the fever of my return to the real world. At the time, more than a few veterans of the desert proclaimed that I had given the first clear explanation of what makes Black Rock City so magical. The event is much tamer now, and far more mainstream, but this account still captures a bit of the essence of why we go, and brings a smile to my face when I remember those initial moments when I set foot in the dust...

Burning Man Revealed