My "aha" moment was on Thursday, the 2011 burn, at 1PM at my "shift" at the WDYDWYD? photo booth on the playa. I was shooting for WDYDWYD?, and these 3 sparklish-type females walked up. Mid twenties, attractive. My role was also as a "communicator", to explain what we were doing, and give some direction to what the photo subjects may want to write on the sign they hold up for the photo. It is called "why do you do what you do?". I was standing up on the kiosk, and one of the women wanted to do a photo, but had no idea what to write. She asked me what I wrote for mine. I said "I Survived". She asked what I survived. I don't know what happened to me at that moment. I said I survived an airplane crash in 1995, 23 years of drug addiction and alcoholism, and the desire to not live anymore. I said I was 22 years sober and just so fucking happy to be alive. She came up to me and we hugged and cried for 20 minutes. Sobbed. Just bawled, both of us. Her two friends were getting concerned. She just said "thank you" and walked over to her friends and they held her and all walked slowly away. I was completely altered, in another place. I turned around, and the other photograper stood there, a seasoned veteran, and said "See? It isn't about taking pictures". I was transformed at that moment. I never saw her again, don't even want to know her name. She will forever be a big part of my becoming a Burner, and I am grateful.
Dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them’s making a poop, the other one’s carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge?
" I am a controlled substance". Savannah.