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There Are Shadows

There are shadows of the heart and shadows of the mind. When both types of shades plague you, it’s hard to know where to turn. Lingering, long cast reminders of where light once played splay across life and leave you with nothing. Continue reading

Crazy Days of Disarray

I could leave one picture here and have you think I’m mostly settled into my new SLife, that I’m not living out of boxes and trying to sort out where my things are or what should go where in my new house.

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A Good Hair Day

The kind of hair day we want in SL is always possible, which is something I love. I’ve got four different kinds of rollered hair. I’ve got some old JBF hair from Elika or something. I’ve got up do’s and long wavy and various curls and bobs.

Some hair, however, begs for me to walk around the house naked, just luxuriating in it.  Continue reading

What’s Your Story?

I couldn’t pick one.

Dragon: (wear) *katat0nik* (Negative) Dragon RARE THE ARCADE
RING: (Yummy) True Fate Ring – Gold – Opal COLLABOR88
HEAD: .LeLutka.Mesh Head-ARIA v1.1
HOOD: ::{u.f.o}::red riding hood – black – short- S THE ARCADE
BASKET::{u.f.o}::red riding hood – white basket (wear)
WOLFSKIN::{u.f.o}::red riding hood – wolfskin – S THE ARCADE
Hair: little bones. Spectre (M)
HANds:Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands V2.1 – L – Elegant
Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands V2.1 – R – Elegant
Body: Slink Physique Mesh Body V2.3.1

The Dying Of The Light

“It’s sweater weather,” my mom would’ve said. She would be right. A cool crisp breeze blows across Juicy and I realize I’m ready for pumpkins and cozy fireplaces. I’m ready for the oranges and browns and even the much maligned pumpkin spice.  Continue reading

As Unique and Impossible As a Shadow

“Every man carries with him through life a mirror, as unique and impossible to get rid of as his shadow.”

W.H. Auden wrote in his collection of prose essays, The Dyer’s Hand, ““Every man carries within him through life a mirror, as unique and impossible to get rid of as his shadow.” Then he went on to suggest a good parlor game would be to look at different people and imagine the kinds of mirrors they might be carrying. One might be carrying a gilt baroque hand mirror, another a small compact mirror in a leather case, each of them, carrying mirrors that by design and dimension reveal their character.

I don’t know want my unique mirror would look like. I have one mirror that I purchased that goes over my dresser. It’s huge and heavy and requires two people to shift, framed in a beautiful dark cherry but free of ornamentation or embellishments. That is the kind of mirror I chose to buy, but does it reveal anything about me other than I dislike dusting? I don’t know.
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The Mystic Blue

all the manifold blue and joyous eyes

Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping
To sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping.

Sometimes the darkness trapped within a wheel
Runs into speed like a dream, the blue of the steel
Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel.  

And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops
Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops
Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.

And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,
The rainbow arching over in the skies,  
New sparks of wonder opening in surprise.  

All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea  
Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously,  
Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the sea
Of midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.

…D.H. Lawrence

all the manifold blue and joyous eyes

Who does not love the brisk fresh air of the seaside, the glittering waves that sparkle and catch the sunlight, scattering miniature sun sparks across the landscape. How lovely, then, that Ariskea made a floating bed for us water lovers to cast off and float away, dreaming of happy things in the sunshine and listening to the steady rhythm of the waves. Ariskea also released lotus flowers which technically prefer still fresh water, but Second Life habitats are more forgiving.

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The Whole Is Greater Than the Sum of Its Parts

One should either be a work of art or wear a work of art. - Oscar Wilde

With fashion, one plus one does not always equal two. For example, what I am wearing today combines two pieces from Liziaah into something new. I think the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. After all, there are three outfits, not two.

One should either be a work of art or wear a work of art. - Oscar Wilde

I was drawn to both the dress and the top from Liziaah. I noticed they both had similar embellishment, common in a collection where designers seek to find unifying elements. I though they might work together
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Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.

Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.

Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate….J.R.R.R. Tolkien

I stopped by Faster Pussycat today and saw that Honey Bender-Auer had opened a new store across the plaza called BENDER. Featuring all original mesh and textures, it still has the rock superstar aesthetic that animates Faster Pussycat married to sleek and minimalist silhouettes. This Kyo dress was a must for me. I love how it echoes 18th century silhouettes that we are used to seeing in rich prints and maximal embellishment and here we see it in a solid silver, without visible seams or lines and not a trace of embellishment. It is a celebration of form and it is exquisite. I only have one quibble and it is minor. Since it is sleeveless it was not rigged to the arms or shoulders and so it is not very flexible when moving, It works well with most straightforward poses but if you raise your arms…well, just don’t do that. Thankfully, most of us do not run around SL with our arms raised.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.

I used Flair’s Maitreya Fingernails °5 as the inspiration for the rest of my styling options including lipstick shade and shoes.
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Hold Fast to Dreams

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Langston Hughes, one of America’s greatest poets, wrote that we must “hold fast to dreams” for if they die, life is like a bird who has broken wings and cannot fly. When dreams go, he wrote, “Life is a barren field frozen with snow.” I think this is an important truth that we must all hold onto. Dreams animate us. They keep us from drifting into a stagnant contentment. Chuck Palahniuk wrote “Let me never be content.”

Sometimes people stop seeking happiness, settling for contentment. I think contentment is a trap. It is a yield sign on life’s highway. That’s where dreams come in. Unlike goals, they need not be realistic, they can be far-fetched, but they can set a framework for realistic goals that guide us toward self-fulfillment and happiness.

It is more important to have dreams than to achieve them. Hope is more powerful than success and hope is what dreams are made of.
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