A blog is born!

Here we are... all alone. Just you and me. In this great big empty blog, begging to be filled with tons of words, stories, pictures, events and whatever the hell else SecondLife has to offer this single avatar.

So what will my first blog entry contain? News? A story perhaps? No dear friends, we'll have none of that.

This first entry will be a short introduction to yours truly. I was first rezzed into SL on June 14th, 2008 as part of an experiment by my creator, who had been encouraged to visit the grid by a friend of his. From that fateful day, I have been brought back to life via the creator's trusty SL viewer at least once a day, for hours at a time, exploring and learning about my surroundings and allowing my creator to express himself as best he can.

::Creator goes to get more coffee::

Right... enough of that crap.

I'm a pretty crazy guy, or so I've been told. I'm fun, have a great sense of humor, am not a bad builder and really enjoy exploring new things and meeting new people. I don't have a great number of people in SL that I would really and truly call friends, for that is a word that means a great deal to me. Those that I chose to call friends can be counted on less than two hands, and they are a very special group indeed. There is one among them who I consider my best friend, closest confidant who I am proud to say on December 14th, 2008 at 2:48PM SLT became my husband and longtime companion.




His name is Spanki Moulliez (he's the cutie on the right in the above picture), Spanks for short (more on the name later... (::grins::) and his blog can be found here. How to describe my beloved? No words are adequate, but I will try:

• Beautiful
• Intelligent
• Adorable
• Neko-Vamp
• Creative
• Wise
• Spiritual

I could go on, but there aren't enough blogs in the world to cover all he is to me. And he becomes more attached to my soul each and every day. If you are reading this baby, I love you more than you could ever possibly know. Now go feed the swans, love! I'll go feed the ducks in a minute.

My next post will be soppy, sugary, and very, very lethal to those among us who are diabetic. Yes, I will be telling the whole world the story of "The Day We Met". And why you ask? Because its my freakin' blog, damnit!

SecondLife thus far has been a great learning experience for me. I have found that when you strip away the physical, and are forced to deal with only the intellectual and verbal aspects of a person, those among us without the power of self expression do not survive very long within The Grid. you truly have to have what it takes to make it long-term in a digital world and truly build a second life. I will say this here, and many more times to come... SecondLife is not a game. It is truly another life that we who choose to lead as realistically and fulfillingly as our First Life. We learn, we love, we laugh and we cry. We create, we destroy, we live and we die. If you cannot cope with that, or as someone recently said in Local Chat you "cannot wrap your head around" this most basic of concepts, you have no place on The Grid. Go back to World of Warcraft or The Sims and leave the rest of us in peace.

Every day I am rezzed I learn something new. I find out how to line up prim panels to make pretty streets that are fixed and even. I learn to import textures and download snapshots. I figure out what the hell half the people in Local Chat are saying (i.e. smexi, avi, SLX, TP just to name a few) and add these new words and references to my personal lexicon, and that of my creator.

But most importantly, I learn about myself (as does my creator learn about himself), and I learn about the nature of human existance on this world. Within this digital world we can no better hide from each other as we can from ourselves for very long. Sooner or later, the truth of it all emerges. I think personally many rezz in-world believing that they can simply hide from who their creators truly are; that they can simply and completely wipe away all that they are in their First Life and live a completely different life. The number of avatars that have fallen to this false hope would fill a database the size of Mount Everest. We are simply conduits of our First Life creators in the simplest and purest form possible, with the digital edge of technology backing us up. Sooner or later, our personalities and characteristics, our habits and our weaknesses, our strengths and our abilities all come to the surface. Those that are truly good people but are blocked by the applied paradigms of the physical world really do shine as bright as the sun on The Grid. And those among us who are truly not-so good people really do eventually fall to their own hubris, as their tendencies toward deceit, blackmail, disinformation, untruth, power envy, jealousy and pride follow them in thru the SL viewer, and spill forth across the lands and oceans, consuming those that trusted them to be as we all who want to strive to be: genuine, open and honest with ourselves, and with each other.

I do go on a bit when I get a tailwind and start to write. I also have a tendency, as a Protector personality (for all you psychology majors out there) to get on a soap box every now and again when I come across something I truly feel strongly about (as evidenced above). You as the reader will learn this soon enough. If you haven't stopped reading by this point, congratulations to you and please feel free to become a follower of this blog. I promise to keep you regularly informed of what unfolds as I continue my experiences as a resident of Secondlife©. But it is getting quite late now and my creator must sleep for a bit before taking care of First Life mundane tasks. Until tomorrow, dear reader: Be at peace, and find love in everything you do.

- Dari