Hey. This was my first burn. It has changed my life and I envy those of you that live in areas that have the huge population of burners which allow your flames to remain so fiercely alive year round. The sensory input from that ever changing world is enough to fully dialate the left-brain. Right brain cannot keep up. That's when reality starts uninhibited without any labels or justifications.
Which brings me to my point. One evening, (Wednesday or Thursday?) when returning from a night in the Unknown, checking out lit-up art, I stopped at Megavolt and watched a couple get married in the booth with the Tesla coil zapping them. Then I walked back along the middle road back to camp. Here’s where I came across one of the coolest things I’ve ever witnessed.
Right there, under the headlights of an art car and some burring torches were a group of women doing a tribal dance in the sand. It was more like a class of 8 women following the lead of one FANTASTIC tribal dance instructor. She was offering them cues like ‘beckoning’ and other words muttered under her breath that lead to some very intense actions like hitting their hair in the dirt, shimmying left and right, and such. Gawd, how pathetically one-dimensional I sound in my description. It was the single most intense and focused exhibition that I’ve ever seen—a mind orgasm that ended in an ecstatic climax of incredible energy. I loved them so.
Please, if anyone knows of them let me know too. I need to see them again next year with out fail. If by chance any of you are part of the group, well…you are fucking fantastic. Especially the leader. Language is such an inept tool for what you need to be told.
Thanks.
Y
