OK. Whoever created this understands some of the motivation behind Daft Punk’s new record, which is why it’s such a perfect visual-audio mashup. A part of me feels like Daft Punk would approve of this. It’s so simple, yet on point.
This is exactly what I needed to discover on a Friday morning while riding the train to work. It’s gonna be a good day.
So I went to the Radical Faeries Beltane celebration at Short Mountain, Tennessee this week. No pictures, but here is a list of random events, thoughts, and observations.
Naked people everyone
Got high in the tee-pee
White folks are straight up cray
My flashlight was my safety net
I danced in a drum circle around a fire
There was two guys fucking next to my feet while I was dancing around said fire
I decided not to hook up with the guy who took adderall at midnight
With the assistance of a bongo drummer I jerked off in the maple tree hole around 2:30AM
My tolerance threshold for people I think are weird is VERY low
Spirituality is dumb
The zero privacy communal outhouse was too stressful
I stole toilet paper from the outhouse and found a nice serene place in the woods and pooped there instead.
I drank throughout the day to combat anxiety
Showering next to girls
Said to me, “I can smell the detergent on you”
A significant number of friends saw my boner in a very public setting
I saw two exorcisms
There was a moment when I looked up at the boy I was blowing while on shrooms and everything in the world was perfect. He was beautiful. His silhouette against the green hill was beautiful. The sensation of sucking him off slowly was beautiful. The sounds of drums, birds, and insects was beautiful. Our trite horny courtship was beautiful. His ass-less wrestler outfit and the tuff of dark hair coming out of his ass crack was beautiful. Imagining our oral sexcaped was taking place in the hobbit shire was beautiful.
I had one of the greatest orgasms in my entire life while strangers watched.
Drugs warp your perspective
The fabric of the universe split open while I was dancing on shrooms and naked hippies emerged carrying a hollowed out tree filled with grapes, strawberries and oranges
The food was OK
While I hated the spiritual stuff, I found there were some profound human truths in discussed in the May Day ceremony
It seems odd that a group that fights against assimilation into a majority culture shamelessly appropriate’s off primative culture’s rituals while parading shallow pageantry.
Ew! No! Don’t kiss me on the lips as a greeting you nasty person. Ugh, you just did and now your saliva is on my bottom lip and I just want to wipe it off but as a courtesy I will wait till you leave. Gross.