Tag Archives: Identity

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┬áher 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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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┬ánear me. He was close, but not so close to … Continue reading

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Second Life’s “Secret Sauce” – Part 2

A few days ago, blogger Daniel Voyager posted an important notice from Rodvik Linden’s (LL CEO) profile. It said that Linden Lab is working on system changes to restore last names as part of each avatar’s name. Big Yay! And … Continue reading

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Heading Down The Road

The past few weeks have pulled me into very trying situations. The things I value about Second Life have been challenged. The second life I’ve lived is laid out on a cold examination table. I’ve felt my entire identity under … Continue reading

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