Stalking at the Burn

Yesterday he found out where I was camping. He went down our road twice in a few hours. The second time I was alone, and he looked me right in the eyes and smirked.

It was the monster.

It was highly disturbing to look into the same eyes he used to establish false intimacy through sacred sexuality and rape my soul long before he raped my body.

It’s also been highly annoying.

I’ve seen him 5x in three days, much more than a coincidence out here on the playa. When you plan to meet people out here you can only find them about half the time.

No. Not a coincidence.

Now he knows where we live, and the cops know that he knows. The cops know what he’d done every calculated step of the way.

Still trying to intimidate me into silence. It won’t work. I’ll never be silent again.

~ by omgrey on September 3, 2012.

4 Responses to “Stalking at the Burn”

  1. […] I just found this article on Yes Means Yes, “A Rape in Black Rock City,” and I’m so thrilled to see that this conversation is still alive four months later. Interestingly, my rapist is mentioned in the article because of what went down at Burning Man with him last August. […]

  2. […] Stalking at the Burn […]

  3. […] calling me a liar and a troll, even when I wasn’t doing what they accused me of doing; being stalked at Burning Man; the police translating and minimizing my rape; continuous victim-blaming and rape apologia from […]

  4. […] an entire community I was lying, trying to confront me at a sexual assault awareness seminar, and stalking me at Burning Man. Not a nice guy, in the […]

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