Geez, where do I start?

I learned that in certain environments where you are free to be without hassle or question, you do things you wouldnt normally do.

I learned a lot about art that I hadn't taken the time to learn in the big world.
I learned to focus differently
to appreciate things I didnt as much before....

I learned a LOT about music and the new dimension of bass and electronic.
I learned how to enjoy music I didnt before (any kind)

I learned to dress up and do my hair differently. I learned to make clothes.
That day glo shines thru a different kind of dust,
and that altoid tins make good ashtrays.
I learned how to prepare really well for, well, anything I guess.....

I learned that I could be close and party and communicate deeply with people that werent in my social community bubble elsewhere.

I learned some weaknesses and some strengths....

I learned the more I give the more I get, in a much more intense way than I have in the past.

Sorry Burning Man, bacon curing hangovers I learned at music festivals. :)

WOW that crystal stuff is so way cool!!! I wouldnt doubt if there were large quartz formations by Black Rock. I LOVE the granite beneath me, hence why I live in the Sierras and would rather go up the hill than to the coast. That would make sense :)

sa, Xingolati cruse, that sounds like a super crazy moment in Festy Time, didnt that cruise only happen once? Too bad, I would of loved to of checked it out. Speaking of, you are the only other person I have ever seen mention the High Sierra fest on this tribe besides me. I fucking love that festival, far superior to many others IMO. :)

Quartz Granite Crystal Grounding + High Sierra +Desert = a lifetime of bliss for me :)

Whew, that's some TMI.

that if you are dyslexic, 'evolve' is a palindrome

I learned that I don't need to stay for the burn anymore. Its... zzzzzzzzzzzzBoring! I also learned running a theme camp on the esplanade is alot of work and when you have lame ass camp mates who think they do thier share but don't makes your work even harder.

haha

Un-learn what I have learned.

It's only Kinky the first time.

Never pet a burning dog.

I learned that, in the world of Burning Man, nothing is *ever* over.

I also learned if you go there on a natural feelgood high, the place will jerk you right up to the stratosphere and the rise can be dizzying.

That the main difference between a Nevada cop and a bag of guano is the bag.

That Gerlach is closer to civilization than my hometown in Virginia.

That memories of a town full of beautiful girls wearing almost nothing can keep you going fifty straight weeks.