Maybe I was feeling nostalgic but somehow it felt right to start this section of my blog in the place where it all began…back before my rise to fame, back when I was nothing more than a lowly face in the crowd. A face, that looked like ever single other face out there…indistinguishable, plain…so…generic…so…disturbing…
What hell had I just woken up in, a bad dream…nightmare really. Light so bright, so blinding all I could do was stumble my way through the atrium full of so many others, just as disoriented as me…and to my eternal shame, I stood there for hours…and hours…and hours…wearing nothing better than a thrift store bargain rack denim overall dress and sneakers.
Night came and my situation had not improved…in fact, most would say it worse.
There we stood, the same poor souls, condemned to an eternity of penance and bad fashion…was this it, was this my fate, had it all been a lie…the promises of fun adventure, a universe so full and rich and deep that anything and everything you could dream of would become a reality? And I spent my first day, along with these other poor, deluded souls paying homage to a weird, glowing cube…wearing a denim overall dress.
My god, I had joined a cult…
Day one was too much, so I found a corner, away from the cube worshipers, curled up and cried myself to sleep.
We won’t delve into day two, other than to say…much of the same, including the denim overall dress which was now even more wrinkled and starting to smell a little.
Then…On the Third Day…I stumbled out of the hell I had resigned myself to and into what felt like the Garden of Eden. Everywhere I turned, was beauty…a stunning place, wildlife, quaint little buildings and quiet, restful spots dotted the landscape. For the first time, I felt a sense of calm and serenity as I shed my denim shackles and wandered through this new land.
Chaos and Calm, if there is one thing, one place I can credit with starting me on the right path in this world, this would be the place…and I will let someone else’s words do the talking for me, but please visit and read about this wondrous place:
Chaos and Calm in Second Life – Part 2: a rich Calm
I could go on and on about my early days in Second Life…the (mis)adventures, the highs, the lows and everything in between but I’d rather keep that in the past and my eyes set on what’s really important…fame, fortune and my ascent to greatness…but I hope to bring you along with me on this journey and when I find somewhere, good or bad, worth sharing, I will add another entry to my travelog.
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