Even after you’re gone the fire will exist. The flames, the memories. You’re leaving home for another, and forever behind a part of yourself will remain.
You don’t need to change to come to Burning Man. If you are true to yourself, you won’t need to change after you’ve left. But you won’t be able to hide, there will be no games, no compromise.
Your home is there and it’s not, it a week long dream then the clock strikes midnight.
As I go on, away, I walk with Playa dust on my shoes, my eyes, and with a fire in my heart.
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