Tag Archives: Identity

A Journey Through Space and Time

It’s been less than two weeks since I declared radio silence. In that time my human has packed up our lives and we’ve embarked on a journey through the real world. How many times have I quoted T.S. Eliot, “Our beginnings never know … Continue reading

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Why Would A Woman…

Why would a woman wear a television on her bosom? Or more precisely, why would a woman wear televisions on each of her breasts? Clearly, this is some kind of statement about something. So, I propose to rule out possibilities. Reasons … Continue reading

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My Visit With The Vampires

It was a very important event in my friend Sue’s second life. The man she loves is a vampire and when you marry a vampire you’ve chosen a direction that leads into the world of vampires. Sue invited me to … Continue reading

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The Dalai Lama in Second Life

There is a vast network of communities in Second Life and I can’t keep up with all of them, but while engaged in some tweets today I noticed one that said, the Dalai Lama is in Second Life. I was … Continue reading

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Being Gemini Is Being Different

That’s the sunny, cheerful me immersed in dancin’ & prancin’, sometimes even rooooomancin’ I didn’t realize this at the time. I mean, when I created this second blog. I just thought there were things I didn’t want in my other … Continue reading

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Starting Over

Yordie’s Workfolder This morning I browsed through the blogging projects piled up in my workfolder (that’s part of it on the right). I found way too many unfinished projects, so I began deleting some of them. I also took the … Continue reading

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Discovering Indigo People

Looking for Indigo in the ocean, wondering about the Indigo in me. About six weeks ago, I went to the Junkyard to catch Fiery spinning. A guy arrived. And he moved near me. He was close, but not so close to … Continue reading

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