“One often hears Burning Man dismissed as a theme park, but what’s more important is that it contains thousands of theme parks: little pocket universes butting heads. Space-time itself seems to morph into a flea market, a masquerade of memes, or the Mos Eisley spaceport from Star Wars. Burning man is a promiscuous carnival of souls, a metaphysical flea-market, a demolition derby of reality constructs colliding in a parched void.
Here juxtaposition is revealed as the basic formal operation of synchronicity, as two apparently unrelated events or elements suddenly form a secret link that strikes, in the mind of the perceiver, an evanescent lightning bolt of meaning.... synchronicity becomes a basic operation of social and cognitive reality, a kind of “grace” that emerges through clashing fragments.
The qualities of playa experience, especially at night, features lights and spaces that take on the character of portals that shuttle your nervous system into a spin cycle of possible worlds. Even those hewing the straight edge launch into their evenings like trippers, packing supplies and opening their psychic gates to a diverse but strangely coherent stream of synchronicities, fractured archetypes, visual phantasmagoria, and unsettling transhistorical implications the bulk of which will not be recalled the next morning. Wandering the playa in any state, one is simply no longer lord of one’s house.
Every intense situation or wondrous rush was a potential launching pad of the new or unraveled self.” - Erik davis