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Burning Man Manifesto

Shatter the paradigm Thirsty soul, enrich, affirm, flame the winter fire The playa calls out to everything you are or will ever be Resonate as the eye of the storm Unfurl your colors and let them fly among the other banners Walk onto the playa, a man strapped with a guitar, nine harmonicas, one morraca, a melodica, a journal, and a soul full of childlike wonderment radiating love. Share the highest self receive others in the same saintly light "Buddha", "Buddha" Man the poet's post, gift a poem to whatever brave adventurer finds their way to your dusty shore Be a beacon of spontaneous joy among the other bright lights Engage in the mystic pleasures of Black Rock City with a lustful curiosity reserved only for the most devout Bacchanalian Priest, standing amid the pagan orgy, waving spilled goblets like an overflowing gaggle of drunken pirates singing a wild tune, arms sweeping and fists swinging in clever rocking harmony, conductors composing romantic chaos Love being alive. Love putting your feet in the dirt and smelling the dry air. Hear the birds singing unknowable songs that you were born to follow, Feel the sun on your skin, let your Self burn. Walk amongst trees and wrap your arms around rooted giants as you hurtle through space Connect and feel balanced within this paradoxical existence of constant change, lightly hold the hand of letting go See into people's eyes, Create new channels for awakening. Be a romantic and cherish womanly love and lust. Enjoy the embrace of hands, union of lips, and the primal enlightenment afforded by duality. Attend jazz nights at pirate mead bars and write dizzy poetry in comfy corners. Share art. Speak spanish and play guitar. This waking life is a dream, is it not? Dream of exploration, in the material and spiritual realm. People are endlessly fascinating, dream of meeting them all. Continual realization of the oneness of all life is a sustained dream, trust your path and part within this grand symphony, the light of the festivals may provide clues, fearlessly be a seeker of these chances. Be ready for genuine human interaction, be brave enough to ask the forbidden questions, and wild enough to attempt at the answers. We all carry a piece of the puzzle, find community, a place where many pieces can come together to bask in the glory of life. Add your own piece of light to shine in the desert. Sit amongst philosophers and rebels in the shade, revel in the mystery together.
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