Hey Broke Dudes!
Hello hello...here I am at my day job, going through the robotic motions, while my thoughts drift elsewhere.  The whole desert affair has tunneled its way into the lobe, and there it is.  I can't stop thinking about it!  
Many blessings of gratitude to the three broke dudes for sharing your space and playing groovious music and radiating with kindness.  Conversely, thank you to the LADIES of Boogie Universal...I am indebted to the women who clothed me during a major wardrobe malfunction on a night when my brain was in another galaxy...somewhere on the other side of the pink birthday cake...thanks to Hektor too for the fine zebra striped blazer!  Also, Brock rocked....and I could keep going and so it goes...
 
I am strangely haunted by the ghostlike fine line between order and chaos that permeated the playa with an apparition's stealth. ...wtf?  Such a magical city of Extremes (exreme from all angles -- white out winds to full arched rainbow, glittering love-sprites to Thunderdome, Green Man to massive mushroom explosives, etc)  with absolute functionality!!! I will never forget my first bike ride at night out on the playa.  A new world exposed and my eyes and soul were agape! 
 
Many banters, smatterings and rants are uncoiling, and will continue to do so...at least till I get bored of pulling meaning out of hopelessly removed minutae and embrace the lessons for this life's journey! Hopefully RamonaM and I will hook up soon to decompress/reflect together from our own vantage points.  Hope to see the broke dudes 3 again....soooooo happy to have met you all. 
 
Be Well,
R.
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M