We are all that exists in all the world. There is nothing but fine dust in every direction shining in the hot afternoon sun. We are alone, alone and free and everything disapears. In this state, that world back there is nothing. There’s the now, the now and the wind.

Burning Man 2009, originally uploaded by ericspaceman.

The sun would set as the moon would rise. We would become aware of the movement of the Earth, the planets, satellites and Sol above us. We build icons to reach for the heavens. We would walk the land like gods for just one week. Then we destroy it all.

Burning Man 2009, originally uploaded by ericspaceman.

In the quiet hours before dawn the seekers who had lost their loves would gather at the Temple and quietly reflect on the void. When the flame jets would spurt toward the darkness, we would hold our breath, seeing the spirits for a brief second. Countless whirlwinds would come Sunday.