As the sad clown caught my eye, I thought of Lord Krishna,playing on his flute. What message would he say to us all?

You are your own treasure, you don't need catfood, sparkly gems and pirate ship rides, look into your own heart and see the treasure inside of you, the light that always shines and dance and be merry. For tonight is the night when the Burners celebrate that they made it back from the playa in one piece and they have all reentered back into society and are making a jolly good stab at being ( or pretending to be in many cases) semi-normal till the next party comes.

So dance we did and Krisha's spirit blessed the Disorient room and my sad clown emitted a tiny smile in time for a new dawn.