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Burning
Man isn't so much a thing or a place, as it is a state of mind. A festival
of radical self expression that has only one rule: NO SPECTATORS!
Held
on the first week of September in Northern Nevada's Black Rock Desert,
It's as much about survival as it is about anything else. People attending
must fend completely for themselves. The only things provided on site
are, coffee, ice, and porta-potties. These harsh realities make what one
actually finds at Burning Man that much more amazing.
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Within
a weeks time, the barren desert playa is transformed into a fully functioning
city of more than 15,000. But this city is unlike any other, for it is not
driven by the all mighty dollar. People freely give what they have, or trade
with others, in this truly cash-less society. |
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What
does drive Burning Man is the creativity and resourcefulness of it's inhabitants.
Sculptures, shelters, and devices of all shapes and sizes appear overnight
on the playa. Performers of every type play, dance, sing, or do whatever
else it is that they do, till all hours of the night |
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Then
comes the night of "The Burn." The night when the fifty foot tall
centerpiece from which the event draws it's name is set ablaze. The night
of the burn is like Halloween, New Year's Eve, and Mardi Gras all rolled
up into one. It's all the fun of an ancient pagan ritual, without the religious
overtones. It's fucking cool... all right. |
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Then
even more quickly than it all arose, it is gone. The Burning Man code
of "Leave No Trace" is for the most part, put into practice.
Black Rock is once again barren desert, and the man is but "Dust
in the wind, Dude."
At
least until next year...
Early
Poppycock
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me more about BM |
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this hippie crap!Screw |
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