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-- richard (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 08, 1998
fuck you :putang ina mo
-- Jobelle S. Caluag (email@example.com), October 21, 2003.
BM was off the heazy fo sheazy and i can't wait till next year so i can fuck all night again
-- louis dick head (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 26, 2002.
All of you guys/gals who attended Burning Man are all abunch o' losers! No life whatsoever!To all the young folks : your partying will catch up to most of you and by age 30-35,a big gut and obesity will take over the body due to over-excessiveness of beer drinking and pot-smoking munchies. And i will laugh while all of you stare at your Michelin Man bellies. AND ALL OF YOU ARE GOING TO BE FAT!!! The new American Dream: To be Fat so your lover will leave you because your dick or pussies are buried deep in fat!
-- Damian (email@example.com), February 16, 2002.
I saw God
-- Hey Man (firstname.lastname@example.org), November 09, 2001.
green naked and baked.freedom and even sometimes the big L.love... More fire please!!! Drano Rules. There was nothing like it in my past but much more of it in my future...see you there! Boy did we do a lot of fucking. What a joyful naughty fest. yes. Reno aint no trash?!! Me and my man got married last year... and I can't wait for the anniversary...Viva la Burning Man!!! RENO hardcore burningman addicts!!!! MORE FIRE, LESS RAVE CAMPS!!!
-- nicholas anarchy (email@example.com), April 25, 1999.
All I can say is that I can't believe I missed God this year.
I WON'T MISS IT AGAIN! A year without Burning Man is like a year without air. See you all again next time.
-- Beth Bennett aka Waterwoman (firstname.lastname@example.org), April 01, 1999.
Hey kiddies, it's me again 'ol Extremo. Y'know when the lovely people I see on the street see me, Extremo and the car I drive, well they often say, "Hey Extremo! have you ever been to Burning Man?" and I usually reply "no" Then they say, "man... your car would really fit in there" and I say "really?" and they reply "yeah!" Well kids someday I will go to Burning Man, but for now I can only listen to the wonderful tales that are told of the adventures that occur at this unbelievable yearly gathering of the lovely ones. My clown friend Knockers went to Burning man. By lovely people!
-- Scot "Extremo the Clown" Campbell (email@example.com), March 29, 1999.
HELLO all you fellow survivors of the Burn..... This is J of the A,B,J...I just thought i would say i loved everyone there and I thought id say hi .....K it was the best time of my life hope to see you all next year...If you know me ...or if you don't feel free to E- mail me and put BLack rock City as the subject...See you all next year
-- Justin (Naym523@aol.com), January 21, 1999.
go go gadget multidementionaltrippingvortex...we wisconsinites won't be so damn quiet this year. you're ever faithful sheik and "princess" will be riding in with caravan this comming BURN, BURN, BURN... we had fun almost dying out in the purty bleakness of nothing land we somehow make home. THANK YOU NEON HORSE!! Aqua Boy, a bit frightening, but here we're P.C. so we'll grin and look away real fast. (we have pictures :)) we're riding a dunebuggy that looks like a camel so the snotty aussi won't have to get his buggies in a bundle. Everyone is kool. DAVE YOU INSANE NEW YORKER WITH BRIGHT BLUE HAIR!!!! UNDERWEAR CAMP...HMM....it was fun, it was insane, it just ............
-- crash v. w. at yer service (ToborTheGreat@Yahoo.com), January 13, 1999.
RUDRA ABSOLUTELY RULED!!!!!! THE IMAGINATION IS THE ABSOLUTE KINGDOM. The massive energy from the culmination of such expression in that RITUAL is cleaning to the soul. WOW! THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL!! I was DEEPLY moved by this massive production! -- Made the BM Carnival worth it for us Thanks all...
-- totte (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 30, 1998.
This was our third year together in BRC. Kerry has been four. It's amazing to think how much we have evolved, both as citizens of the playa and in our everyday lives. As an artist I find the idea of creating art without the intent of making a buck from it to be sheer pleasure. It's continually amazing to us to see the creativity people display in our city in the desert. These passions feed and refresh my soul, and my work. We thought the '98 burn was the best ever. The intensity of the fire and pyro's was extrodinary, and "the full moon over the man" I mean shit, who could have planned that better?! BRC has forever made me smile, and we have made a commitment to the tradition. When the gates of BRC open, we will be there to experience life to the fullest, and contribute to the coolest event of our times. Look for us on the playa next year. We are planning an art camp with a mural, sculptures, and a burn.
peace and love Troy Van Berry and Kerry S. Clarke
-- TROY VAN BERRY (TROY/KERRY@ARTBOY.RENO.NV.US), December 17, 1998.
It was a grand year. This was my 7th year and one of the best. Our group grew to 200 people. We created over 30 large works of art. We pulled to gather to create a strong community. We were all empowered by each other. We were uplifted, inspired and enriched.
I worked a little to hard at having that much fun. No one got hurt. The photos came out well. I did live through it and we all ready to go at it again. Riding the wind on the giant canvas painting shall live in my soul forever.
Having fun with Art and Fire!
-- The Illumination Village (email@example.com), December 01, 1998.
How was Burning Man 98?? I dunno .. I missed it :) I had reservations to go.. was all set .. then something even MORE amazing happened to me .. I met my QUEEN on the internet and moved from Calif to the bible belt of all places to find happiness.. AND It worked !! :) She and I will be attending next year .. and you can bet we both will make up for missing 98 :) La L a La ,, hand me that piano
-- NZane (firstname.lastname@example.org), November 06, 1998.
Remember, "Remember Bianca Loves You"
-- Righteous Gentile (email@example.com), October 23, 1998.
I travelled all the way from England to get to Burning Man 1998. I uesd to live on traveller sites around europe. They call us new age travellers over here, but the only way that I can explain it to you Americans is that we are a travelling community a bit more archaic than the gypsies. I had heard about Burning man through the grape vine on site in Amsterdam and then more news of it in Spain. It was like a fable that people were whispering about, not sure if someone had made it up or if it really existed. It's a long story but I got out there into that magical landscape of black rock. I felt at home. Like being back on site but with all the magical parts and none of the bad bits. It was like one long site party where you make strong connections with people and you don't know if you'll ever see them again, but they touched something deep inside of you and that stays with you forever. I found my direction at Burning man when I had been feeling lost for so long. I met wonderful people and wish I had carried paper around to take addresses down and keep in touch; but I think it's nicer to keep the memories. I'll be there next year, staying in the states for 6months this time even if I have to sell everything I own to get there. It was that moment on the playa when I realised that I would even sell my truck to get back to Burning man, I knew that I had come home. Where better to watch 1999 turn into 2000? Cheers everyone!
-- Philiy Blue (65783816@MMU.ac.uk), October 16, 1998.
I miss waking up at sunrise in my big yellow parchute dome. I'd never get a building permit for it, since it was made out of the wrong pipe, and it's gossamer beauty was crumbled in a flash on Monday, when the weather gods said, "Ahem, Get the fuck out!!" And I lost my sunglasses, and my black rock. By and large BM was, well, you know. Need I tell anyone who was there themselves? If you weren't then get your ass out there next year! Damn, why did we leave, again? http://www.sportos.com/bman98
-- Trey Donovan (firstname.lastname@example.org), October 06, 1998.
MY FAVORITE THING WAS THE NEON HORSE/BICYCLE TROTTING ACROSS THE PLAYA AND THE GREEN LASERS SPANNING THE NIGHT SKY AND THE AVIARY AND THE BLUE FIRE ENGINE WITH THE CURSING FIREMAN HANGING ON THE FRONT AND THE DON BEING KILLED AND THE CLEAN CHUCK'S ON BALTIC & 10TH I FOUND AND THE WOMAN WHO BLEW ME FOR TURNING HER ON TO TOM JONES BAR AND THE MAGNESIUM FIRE SUNDAY NITE AND THE HUGE TALKING ASS AND CAMP TALK SHOW AND THE WEDDING I WAS IN AND THE EGG CHAIR COMPLETE WITH A PENIS TOSS AND THE BAIL BONDSMEN AND THE PISS VISCOUS YELLERS AND CHEVY V8 BIKE AND THE SPEED BUMPS IN THE ROAD AND THE WHISKEY I WAS SERVED AT EVERY CAMP I VISITED JUST FOR DOING CARD TRICKS AND THE PEOPLE WHO PARTICIPATED AND THE PEDAL CAMP AND THE SHINY SHIT CAMP AND THE TESLA COIL AND THE STORM AND THE KEG IN OUR CAMP ALLOWING ME TO TRAVEL WITH A GALLON JUG OF BEER ON ME AT ALL TIMES AND THE EVERCLEAR SNOCONES AND THE BIG GREEN PYRAMID PEOPLE AND THE NEIGHBORS I HAD AND THE NOISY NORTH SIDE AND THE ICE CREAM TRUCK AND THE BLOODY MARY'S THAT BURNED MY PARCHED AND SWOLLEN MORNING TOUNGE AND THE FLAMABLE STICKERS I USED FOR MANY A GOOD GIFT AND THE YELLOW DRESS ALL MALE VISITORS TO OUR CAMP HAD TO TRY ON AND THE CONVERSATIONS ABOUT OUR LIVES. THANK YOU TO ALL WHO WERE THERE THIS YEAR WE MADE IT THE BEST SO FAR.
-- chrish (email@example.com), September 29, 1998.
BURNINGMAN 98 SUCKED..............ALL THE BAD SHIT OUT OF MY BRAIN!
-- chrish (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 29, 1998.
things for next year--A) build your camp by monday afternoon and burn it monday night; that way you get it over with and can enjoy yourself for the rest of the time.B)leave all dead weight at homeC)unless you are married or otherwise commited have no members of the opposite sex in your camp, it is the same as taking a baloney sandwich to a kings banquetD)bring as many cases of cigarettes and alcohol as you can fit in your vehicle(s) there are no better things with which to barterE)if CHI CAMP is there next year, please donate to themF)participate, participate, participateG)leave all preconceptions and prejudices at home - remember Burning Man is what you make it. see y'all next year
-- WM Bass (email@example.com), September 27, 1998.
I miss this city! (BRC)
-- anton fluekiger (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 27, 1998.
as a first timer, burning man was beyond anything that i would be able to describe to someone who has never attended. I am forever changed by the experience as well as by the geniune love of life that was sent everywhere by the vibes of the people who attended. I will never miss another. The only major disappointment for me was that during the four days that i spent in black rock, i probably only saw half the things that were going on- yo, burningman was the shit! nothing else that i've ever been to compares!
-- kevin harris (email@example.com), September 26, 1998.
Comments: Burning man change the way I look at the people of the world. The whole world needs a week off to see that all people are are real and the same as yourself. Just tring to have fun and do no harm. 98 was my first but I'll never miss another. I swear this experience added 20 years to my life, or atleast added 20 years of life experience to my life. Whats the difference? Either way I LOVED BURNING MAN!!! I want to here from every one that was at burnning man.
-- Ken Lindstrom (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 26, 1998.
Also a 1st timer, and i'm so glad I did it! Burning Man blew away every other communal festival i've ever been to. The feeling of community really made the experience! I was so impressed with the effort people made to create these amazing pleasure camps (kudo's esp to the WaterGoddess!) I just for wish the barter system worked all year long, things are so much happier without money! Next year is definately for the full week and I can't wait to see everyone again!
-- shannon renckens (email@example.com), September 18, 1998.
I was a little reluctant to go -- my husband's friends told these wacky stories of last year's Man, and I didn't "get" it. I kept thinking about the long drive (12 hours), the heat, the planning, all the work I had to do.... I have never been more glad I've thrown practicality aside in all my life! I was changed to the core by Burning Man, and I will never forget it. I felt more comfortable in my body than I ever have before, and dancing around the fire on the last night touched something deep inside I can't even explain. I am a singer, and I have found new meaning and inspiration in my art since my visit to the Black Rock Desert. In fact, I just landed a great gig from an audition I had just a few days after my return. I had visions of the Man in my head as I sang, and IT WORKED! Thank you all, who made it so great.
-- Natalie Wilson (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 16, 1998.
This was my first Burn. I came with an open mind, and instantly realized it wasn't open enough. Burning Man was at the same time everything and nothing I expected, and then some. It truly opened my eyes, and helped me understand that I should not fear to express the way I feel about modern society. BM not only touched my heart, but it grabbed it and shook it off its foundation.! I feel truly priviledged that I am a member of such a community.
I came with the impression that I was going to burn 10 rolls of film taking pictures of everything. When I saw the magic of BM, I threw my camera away; it's pointless! After I got back to everyday life, I realized something else, too: It's also pointless to try to explain what BM is all about.
My first Burning Man experience will follow me for the rest of my life. It was truly beyond description.
Thank you Black Rock City for the experiences!
-- George Kyriazis (email@example.com), September 16, 1998.
what the first human be-in was to the 60s, burning man 98 is to whatever is happening next. The flower child was but a reassuring prelude to the Power Child. . .
the party at the end of time
what could 99 possibly be like?
-- cinnamon twist (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 16, 1998.
It was my first year, and what an experience!!! Makes Oregon's Country Fair seem like a company picnic! I loved it. I did not see the drug problem someone refered to above... maybe I wasn't looking hard enough... :) The storms were wild, the women wonderfully beautiful, and the music inspiring... I'll do the whole week next year! I have posted my pictures... check them out!
- Dust Devil
-- Dust Devil (email@example.com), September 15, 1998.
1998 was my 4th burn. Too bad all of the 1st timers are attempting to sterilize the event by imposing their rules on me. Yuppies are trying to gentrify the burningman like they are doing to the Mission district. It was and will remain like that movie The Road Warrior
-- edogg (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 15, 1998.
The design team at International Interacialanal Institute would like to thank all the ornery, scrawny, little whores for stoppin' by "Holmes on the Range". From all the boys at the Ornery Buck; Essential Oils, Active Ingredient, 21 Herbs and Spices & X-FACTOR. You can ride our dick anytime. Open cat house call for 99 BM. If your ornery and scrawney or even not so scrawney, just as long as your ornery, SUBMIT.
-- Essential Oils (Jetperu@aol.com), September 13, 1998.
This was my first Burning Man and I had an excellent time. Sure it wasn't perfect. To be honest, the drug scene turned me off big time. But the communal spirit and the anarchic freeness have helped me to liberate myself from the evil grip of the midwest. The people of Black Rock have called me, my people have welcomed me warmly, and I am pleased to know my brothers and sisters really do exist. The freedom has been infused with my system, and as the Man Burned, I was reborn as an individual, as the Freak I was meant to be.
-- mark plattner (email@example.com), September 12, 1998.
My fourth Burning Man was great on the personal and artistic level. The north area was too fuckin loud. There were rented sound systems everywhere going all night, which just about ruined the thing for me and many others unlucky enough to be assigned a theme camp next to disco dolts. Burning Man has always stood for a diversity in experience, but this year, the battle of the sound systems reduced the ambiance to jelly. I was saddened to see that much of the city devoted to machines, not people.
-- fred rinne (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 11, 1998.
I kinda tend to judge a movie based on what it does to the world when I walk out the exit. Now back in "the world", the week I spent in Black Rock City I think did some correction on my eyesight. I look at all the structures we have built up around us and suddenly things look silly. What are all these rules about? Why are we arrested when we don't wear clothes? It's amazing to me the way NYC seems now so tame and full of fear. Being at Burning Man '98 was like being in a dream, or a scientific experiment with the scientists swimming in their petri dish. Surrounding me are visions of how to make life better. I think my brain was swabbed with a q-tip dipped in human headcleaner. I hope the feeling lasts until next year!
-- Brian Wengrofsky (email@example.com), September 11, 1998.
I'm a first timer and tt started off bad. My ticket got lost in the mail and I had to produce a cancelled check to fast talk my way into the gate. I arrived in the dark and had no prearranged camp so I ended up in someone else's theme camp area and they ask me to leave. After bad beginnings though, it turned out be far better than I had even hoped, some sort of weird cross between Marti Gras, a Dead Show and COMDEX in Las Vegas. Burning the man was almost anticlimatic to all the other weirdness. You've set a pretty high standard, not sure how people can keep topping it. Great vibes, little rudeness overall.
... those Temple of Rudra people have got to get over themselves, though.
-- Dennis Hinkamp (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 10, 1998.
I took my girlfriend and her three-year old son to burning man '98. It advanced our relationship more in four days than we had in the previous year. We ran around naked, rolled in the mud, roamed endlessly around the freak-infested playa, braved the heat, the rain, the dust-storms and the clay-mud that stuck to your sandals until you were eight inches taller. I'm only sorry that we didn't spend the whole week. From now on, I know where we'll be on Labor Day. What a fuckin' blast!!!
-- scott douglas (email@example.com), September 10, 1998.
i can't figure it out yet but i think i had a blast...
-- damiana (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 10, 1998.
Different than last Labor Day Weekend, or any other weekend, ever. A whole new range of experiences and freedom, and a true sense of community with 14,999 strangers. Must be seen, tasted, heard and touched to be believed... smelling optional, many many thanks to whomever put all the huge sticks of incense in the N 5th/Baltic toilets on Sunday!
-- Ernest Belding (email@example.com), September 09, 1998.
I LOVE YOU GUYS!
-- Jun Hermann (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 09, 1998.
Burning Man 98 was great. It was my second year so I vaguely knew what to expect. The burn was the greatest thing I've ever seen in my life. The man just exploded and he tried his best to stay standing as long as possible. See ya next year.
-- Christopher Donnell (email@example.com), September 09, 1998.
....I have run about alot in life searching for the ultimate party, but The Man blew my sweet stuff APART!!! Every day brought a plethora of rich rewards and surprises, mixed liberally with challenge heat and even danger. I wanted to bring so many of you home with me, I am hoping to establish communication with a wide variety of B.M. freaks; my kind of freaks. Anyone who wants to do a little networking, make friends, and exchange ideas about '98 - '99, please drop me a line! Steve Eastwood; AKA Danger-Boy The Northwest Rebel Alliance needs Y O U! ! ! ! firstname.lastname@example.org
-- steve eastwood (email@example.com), September 09, 1998.
Buning Man (my first) for me was the best time of life. That seems like cheesey thing to say, but it's completely true. And my experience is not based on how many drugs I did, or how much I got laid, or how many cool pitures I got, or how much I laughed or how many naked people I saw. My experience was one of great learning, self realization, survival, spiritual encouagement, absorbency of new culture, the will, the beauty, and the power, of the creative and collaborating human being.
-- arnie allyn plowe (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 09, 1998.
-- Royal Genitile (email@example.com), September 08, 1998.