When it comes to Burning Man, insanity means it really means it. I've been thinking about how I could describe the experience in Burning Man to others. I could say nothing but insane. It is as if you flip a coin, everything is flipped to opposite; normal becomes abnormal, real becomes unreal, and sane becomes insane. There is no single sober person in that city, everything you see is insane; art, architecture, food, drink, buses, everything.
It was my first trip to Burning Man, a week-long celebration of art, music and general mayhem. Burning Man participants share ten principles. I was amazed how well it was executed, applied to every corner in Black Rock City. We instantly faced welcomes from everyone in the city a second after we stepped in, and it took me while to adapt norm of radical self-expression.
In Black Rock City, we gift everything. Wake up in the morning, drop by a next door and grab a coffee, wander around the city with a mug, poured beer at a themed bar, exchange a costume. Everything happens without exchange of currency.
As an attempt of gifting, I volunteered as a temple guardian. It was freezing cold after midnight but worth an experience with other volunteers and shared one of the most memorable moments, seeing sunrise.
Wandering in a city myself one night, I felt I am still not a part of this big project yet. I am taking too much and not enough of gifting. This is something that I need to work on for a next visit, if that day ever comes again.
One of takeaways.
If you think you are crazy, you are probably not crazy enough.
here are few photos I took at Burning Man.