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@myburningmen
Techno-dance beneath the Green Lizard Bird.
The Playa at night. Burning Man. Black Rock City. Nevada. August. 2014.
This the Wide Awake Art Car that I looked for on Burn Night so I could hear DJ Dan's three hour set. Well I found it without knowing I had done so.
Polly Jean, I love you. I love the texture of your skin, the taste of your saliva, the softness of your ears. I love every inch and every part of your entire body. From your toes and the beautifully curved arches of your feet, to the exceptional shade and warmth of your dark hair. I need you in my life, I hope you need me too.
Nick Cave in a letter to PJ Harvey (via realburner-tm)
Because I too love Polly Jean.
so what is burning man?
This is fabulous. I love her!!
WE ARE ONLY HUMAN x BURNING MAN 2013 (by Aaron Freeder)
This is the first burning man video i’ve seen that even touches on some of the experiences i had when i was there. in other words, nothing in the real world, not even my own memories, can transport me to the infinite awe that i discovered there. this video is the first thing ive had that sort of transports me back a bit and drops my jaw
I watch this a few times a week.
dragons, be real.
Photo taken by and rights belong to TuesdaysChild
Yep....Dragons be for real....
Oh my fucking goodness. Must be time for bed.
This is how I spend my Friday night when there are only 127 days until the Man burns!!! I'm gonna turn this pile of shit into a beautiful red cape that sounds of chimes and bells and symbols.
Just bought tickets to Burning Man 2014. FUCK YEAH!!!!
thunder dome fights.
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Last year under the Dome I danced on LSD to NIN and Siouxsie, but this year I'm gonna kick some ass!!
And so it begins....Burning Man 2014, Caravansary. I purchased tickets last week and now I'll begin what I hope to be the baddest dopest cloak/jacket/outfit I've ever made. Here I am at the very beginning of a long and time consuming process, but it will all be worth it once I feel that wind and dust blow through my handmade rags as I dance the night away in BRC. The Man burns in 188 days.
Experience Burning Man 2013 through the eyes of 86-year-old retired firefighter, Jim Duffy :)
Love this.
On the way to our Thanksgiving Camping Trip I saw the Coyote on the side of the 101 and just had to pull over to let the kids climb and touch and experience some Burner Art. They loved it.
I miss the Playa and wearing my dope ass homemade cloak.
My little Burners in Training at Hendy Woods, Thanksgiving 2013.
Omg no way. How did I miss this?
Going to burning man saved my life. It’s not an uncommon phrase. You hear it often when you come across veteran burners both on and off playa. Going to burning man saved my life. It doesn’t quite encompass the full meaning of what goes down in the mind of the speaker when they say it. I don’t think they mean all the blinky lights, pounding bass music and subtle smells of sweat and incense changed them on a molecular level and magically healed their hurt. (Then again some people seem to REAAALLY like blinky lights and oontz oontz music so who knows if that’s occasionally the case) But what I do know is that when I say Going to burning man saved my life, I mean infinitely more than whats on the surface of that sentence. I’ve seen the eye rolls that follow this phrasing. How can a loud party in the desert with a bunch of potheads save your life? Kindly attend.
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Love this. And seriously, sometimes just getting out of bed deserves an Olympic medal.
BRC Can Suck It!!
I went to Burning Man and fell out of love with my boyfriend and it fucken sucks. But I'm going back next year nonetheless.
