Milestone

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blogging, Health, life

Pearl needs some rest.

This is the 183rd post in a row on this blog. Every day for the last six months something has been posted and I’ve learned things and enjoyed some of the other  blogs here.

I’ve decided to skip the month of December. When I began blogging I wasn’t sure if I would stay with it but I’m believing I’ll be back in January. I’ll still be reading here and I want to spend more time inworld than I have been lately.

I’m going to be doing another intense round of physical therapy and there are nervous system things involved. What this means is that I’ll be wanting to sleep a lot more and so I must and so I shall.

This is a special time of year for reflection and focusing on family and loved ones. Of course that is great for all the time but I find constant focus on anything to be tiring these days and compartmentalizing and containerizing is working better for the time being. I digress on something I don’t care at all to explain.

Taking a break from my blog is a good thing as is just playing in SL. I’ll see you around.

Lost Paradise; World Number 3 For Me

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life, Lost Paradise, Writing, writing

Found Myself in Hampton Woods

I first read about Lost Paradise world on Daniel Voyager’s blog and I see it was rated #1 in something or other of the opensim worlds. Last week I set up an account and my avatar’s name is Wren Grey, just as the one in Island Oasis.

Somehow I have the Imprudence viewer for this world and now when I click on SLurls here on the blogs to go into Second Life, Imprudence shows up. I use the LL viewer for Second Life and also have the Island Oasis viewer. It’s difficult for me to figure things out and often I just click wildly on things and hope something good happens.

Lost Paradise looks very neat and tidy and is a good build. I joined the day of their first birthday and they were recovering from griefers so things weren’t quite settled   at the time. I’ve gone back to explore a few times and everything is OK except for that my AO doesn’t work. I’ve tried several copies of it and really am not up for figuring it out but it does bother me to have that noob waddle.

In SL I’m used to buying hair, right-clicking on wear and it goes right on my skull. In this world I had to select where it goes instead of having it in my hand. I’m just saying this is the sort of thing I’ve been messing around with. I actually lost my beginning hair, which I liked. Now I have hair which is better than what is shown in the photo above.

I’ve only talked to one other resident and that was the owner who is kind and helpful as I stood there bald at the time. I didn’t ask for help because I often don’t quite understand quickly.

I can only speculate as to what this world is about and I’m guessing that most people join because they know others who have. Or maybe they just want a very private place to live; there’s a huge prim allowance that comes with land rental. There will likely be some photos here in the future when I do some exploring.

This thing is finally done:

Of course it is dreadful and no one will ever see it. What I’ve learned is that it would be better for me to write short stories for awhile instead of a novel. Also that I need a refresher course in sentence structure and other writing basics. Knowing I have a unique perspective feels good but I have trouble expressing it clearly. Then there’s the thing with my short-term memory and also my short-term memory. I’m kind of kidding about that.

Subjective Review of Breaking Dawn pt 2

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Breaking Dawn, Entertainment, films, Reviews

The picture of Pearl has nothing to do with the film I saw last week and am writing about now.

I enjoyed the movie and I’m very choosy.  Actually I don’t see many films and while I’m likely missing some that I’d like, I don’t see many that I don’t like.

The locations are beautiful as is true of the first three films. The fact that I hadn’t read the book made the ending a delightful surprise that I didn’t see coming and that was enjoyable. I tried to read the books and simply couldn’t bear them although I’m happy for the success of other people. By now I barely recall the first three films although I noticed that it’s no longer amusing to despise the acting of some of the cast now that some of their real life human pain has skirted near the edges of my awareness.

Viewing BD pt 1 was not enjoyable for me. The cinematography while Bella was giving birth gave me vertigo and whatever technology and makeup they used to make her appear so thin was all too realistic as almost anyone who’s watched a loved one die of a terminal illness would know.

This is what I liked: That Charlie Swann now has love and companionship. The beginning of the credits when they showed the names of the actors along with their images including those from the previous films. That Bella the Vampire is way more likable than she was as that annoying wishy-washy human.  And the way they show that Renesme communicates differently. O.K., she isn’t human but there are many different ways humans communicate even though some ways are validated and valued more.

It was an extremely busy week and the bit of time I spent in the theater got me far away from everything which is something I expect from a film even though I might barely recall it a month later.

Better Yet…….

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life

…..take care of yourselves.

 

My Favorite Machinima

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art, creativity, Entertainment, films, machinima, Story Telling, values

There’s Work That Needs Doing

Most of the followers of my blog aren’t in Second Life. A few of them who actually read the posts, seemingly like the pictures and this post is for you. Any Second Life resident who happens to read this knows about machinima, and this points the way to my favorite one in the recent The Machinima Expo 2012. To be honest I’ve only looked at the short ones and that will work for this blog post. How has it come to ten minutes being to long to watch something? The one I’ve selected is less than four minutes long.

Machinima is cinematic production using real-time 3d computer graphics. Most of it seems to have to do with computer games, of which I know little about. This one is from Second Life, which really isn’t a game.

It’s called The Last Syllable of Recorded Time by Tutsy Navarathna. I don’t know how long these clips will be available but it’s well worth a look. This film looks and sounds amazing and I agree with the message. I like to watch it full screen.

I wish I could do this. (/me sighs.)

A Day of Rest

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choices, Pearl Grey

Staying out of the Fray

My human has found the schedule function on her dashboard; she appreciates the comments and “likes” and will get back to you soon.

She used to work in retail and hasn’t been shopping at all this holiday weekend. On cyber Monday she might not even go online at all. She’s doing other things.

The photo shows what I’m doing, back in the contemporary world at that Machina place that is open to photographers and film makers. I’m not doing any of that though; I’m just sitting around.

Not Shopping Today Either

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awareness, Consciousness, learning, Story Telling, values, Writing, writing

Not Standing Next To The Bullshit.

“Katia continues with her writing and the dishes remain soaking, the sheets remain unchanged and the time moves on. She actually has to remind herself that this is not a failure; she really cannot be in more than one place at one time. The horrors of taking on the energy of others, the horrors of people who felt overwhelmed by duties making her feel a failure because they focused on what she hadn’t done instead of what she had accomplished for them. It’s in her cells and nervous system now. Whatever choice she has made, a part of her could say that it was the wrong one; she has been programmed.

There are people and organizations she can finally see clearly as her oppressors, those she wanted to please and could be easily manipulated by with the withholding of appreciation and approval. They’d wrung everything out of her that they could because it was the way the world worked in places. They thought that they deserved it to make up for what had been done to them, for their losses and for their conditioning of overwhelm, for Katia’s stupidity for actually caring and mostly because they didn’t have the blessing and curse of feeling what it’s like to be someone or something else.

They give her nothing now; they do nothing for her but make noise in her life. She no longer cares what they think of her; she thinks of them rarely at all. What of value can they withhold from her now, when she turns and walks away?”

The Discerning of Appropriate Information

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awareness, choices, Consciousness, learning, Story Telling, values, Writing

Time Out

“Right now it is shining more than the enormous amount of frightening, yet also dull information and the distractions and the conflicting opinions bouncing around her world. She can look at it and put it in a simple, beautiful container in her mind and practice—next step, next step, next step– and then move to play with the simplicity of another beautiful container that holds what is her own chosen priority.

Almost everything she’s been taught about living has been wrong. She has to write her own manual now and it is a great responsibility and a great adventure. It is clunky and awkward work. Many mistakes are made. It is like having to transform into another species with no appropriate elder to explain the process and the signs and gently point out the wheat from the chaff. She moves between feeling the trembling of her hands working with the material of the moment and pausing to listen to the soft voice amongst the cacophony and babble of the world. Sometimes, for a brief moment she can attend to both.  It takes a lot of energy yet it appears to look like nothing is being accomplished to those mostly focused in the third dimension. There’s no more time to try to explain.

She has been saved by her ego many times; she can see that now. That ego that has been pointed out with head shaking and frowning scorn by the well-meaning when she didn’t stay in the line, get with the program, keep up with the pace, do it the way it worked for them in their shoes and on their path with their resources.  Only one reality, they seemed to think, and the one belonging to the most intimidating, the most rich, the most confident, arrogant, complacent and smooth is the one that wins. Sometimes that looked like the only game in town.”

Appreciation

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blogging, values

To those who celebrate the holiday, happy Thanksgiving.

I’m more comfortable with the word appreciation than I am with the word gratitude, just one of those nuances.

Some things that I appreciate are the blogs I like to read here and the bloggers who stop by with a comment or a click of the like button.

 

Sometimes You Just Have To Kill The Zombie

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Darkmoon Isle

And then there are rats to be dealt with too. Do it and move on.