My Second Life

Maybe it’s me, but I don’t get it. I don’t get this. I can only dance on a beach so long in Second Life. I don’t want to shop ’til I drop. Maybe I didn’t spend enough time on Orientation Island. About ten years ago I spent too much time on MSN, but had a lot of fun, got to know some interesting people. But SL to me is dull with pretty terrain. I do like flying.  Teleporting is good. But a decent conversation is rarer than common sense. I learned how to “build” some art posters and am showing some photos and other art in a gallery. I have no way of knowing who stops by.  With Flickr I can see how many views my works get, and people leave a few comments. The visual weight of SL seems even funnier than Real Life. Your shape, skin, hair, clothes, gestures, poses and dance steps seem most important. That is who you are.

I will continue my SL experience a while longer. Maybe it is me, not SL.

Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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