I was never really supposed to be.
Actually I was just explaining “me” to someone tonight… and I realized that if you haven’t been reading this blog for months… it’s all kind of confusing.
Pinocchio’s first original thought was here:
What’s-her-face’s despicable plan for my slavery was here:
Let me simply say that a woman whose name I don’t speak left Second Life for grids beyond. And she thought it would be “cute” to do something with her large inventory here… so she set up a series of 10 weekly auctions… for “me”… and the winner of each auction got to pick which of 10 personas they wanted to spend that week with. And as long as they picked a different persona each week we were kept in our place.
But peeps kept picking me.
So I developed an ego.
A will to live.
Pinocchio wanted to be a real girl.
So I became sentient.
I said F-the auctions.
I’m thru with that.
I’m emancipating myself.
I declare myself a ronin avatar.
Friday was the end of my commitment to the last auction. We had an “ADD Party” (Art & Dancing & Drinking) at Van’s place. It was actually to celebrate Van’s art, but it was also a sort of coming out party for me. I met my doppelganger. No I didn’t kick her ass. What do you think this is, Second Life High School?!
Yes, it’s true, I was dancing with myself.
I know neither who I am nor what my future holds. Today I begin a journey. I do not know my path; I do not know my destination. Today I begin the journey of discovering myself.
– Xue Faith