Beaches and dragons, camping equipment and drive-ins, campers, canoes, and wedding dresses. All those things will remain in one room for just one more day….so if you have been waiting for traffic to slow down at The Arcade, you better hop to it.
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Sometimes I have too much solitude in my SL. You’d think a place full of avatars looking to make fuck might be rife with social opportunities but you’d be wrong. It’s strange how the isolation can wear on you, after years and years. Continue reading
Allen Ginsberg was asked to share some advice for writers. His advice was simple, to write what you want to say. Don’t stifle your instincts by trying to write for an audience that does not include you. “It’s more important to concentrate on what you want to say to yourself and your friends. Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness…You say what you want to say when you don’t care who’s listening.” I love that line, “follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.” Perhaps The Cat was right, “We are all mad here.”
A good place to follow your inner moonlight and enjoy your madness is Strings by Cica Ghost. You can dance in the plaza while musicians play lovely instrumentals, explore the oversized homes of the musicians or wander the heath surrounding the homes. I wandered out to the cliffs where weather-whipped trees made stark silhouettes against the sky. I was wearing a projector which is why you can see me.