Friday, June 30, 2017

One Click~~Friendship Ended

There are times that I really like the 'One Click Unfriending Method' that Second Life gives us. That one click, combined with the 'One Click Shut The Fuck Up Mute Button', allows us to remove a friend without a face to face argument and all the drama that goes with it.

I wonder how we could get that installed in our real lives? Maybe an APP for our phones.

I have been unfriended, in Second Life, for countless reasons. Some of which I even agree are good reasons. I should add here that I am not immune to using the 'unfriend button'. There is something that I enjoy about that power to flush a friend out of our lives like so much crap.

Do not get me wrong; I do get offended when I am unfriended, by someone that I like, for no apparent reason. That tells me that the person did not value our friendship the same way I valued it. It has happened to me in Real Life and in Second Life  and those who have done it have never been let back into my life. A lack of respect does not garner my forgiveness.

If people are good friends hang on to them. Cherish them.

And when you are with your friends protect that friendship like it was made of gold. Because a good friendship is golden.

Love you,

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Not Every Word Spoken Should Be Considered An Evil Intent

I am taking a chance here as I expect that by the time I publish this blog I will be called a sexist, racist, homophobic pig. But those accusations may actually prove my point.

I will start out by saying that, yes there are racists, homophobes and and sexists in this world. They tend to be closed minded, ill bred people that cling to archaic thoughts and ideals.

Basically they are the purveyors of hate and vitriol aimed at giving credence to their point of view.

I use to say that I only hatred stupid people but even that has been matured out of me. Life should teach us that everyone has a point of view and that we need to respect it. We do not have to agree with it.

I have four daughters, one transgender, who practice tolerance and a spice for life that amazes me. When children are young we are responsible for their education. Teaching them that they are free to develop their own thoughts and ideals. As the grew they taught me that hate was pointless and a waste of energy. Love learning from my children.

The little victories of my families view of hate is being over shadowed by people applying some form of hate, through accusations of racism, gender bias, homophobia, sexism, and hate speech.

Political hate speech in this country is out of hand. Accusations of intolerance are bandied about like hot dogs at a baseball game.

In my mind accusing someone of intolerance is the epitome of intolerance. Professing hate for someone, for any reason, is a ridiculous exercise.

These days we accuse people of things just because we find there political and social views not in tune with our own.

Not every word spoken is spoken with evil intent. If you spend your time searching for evil intentions ,in all you hear from someone that you disagree with, your life is being robbed of valuable energy that could be used to actually be tolerant.

If you follow the crowd just because it might be the popular thing to do you devaluate your own ability to form your own opinion.

Tolerance and love are gifts we need to pass on to our children.

I do not have the time to hate. What ever time I have left, in this life, screams for me to show tolerates for everyone.

Love you,

Monday, June 26, 2017

I Am Jealous Of My Avatar

I am like a broken car. My tires are all flat, all my windows have been shot out and I have an old vagrant living inside me. My Second Life avatar is like a well oiled, high efficiency and good looking machine with a vibrant soul and boundless energy. So yes I am jealous of him.

I have been going to the doctor lately for my 10 billion mile checkup and so far I have avoided being consigned to a junkyard and sold for parts. Last week I had a Nuclear Stress Test. Y'all know the one, lol, They filled me with radioactive material, not enough to make me glow but enough to make me sick, and then took pictures of my heart after being tortured on a treadmill at a speed I have not walked in 50 years.  There is no place that I need to get to that quickly.

 When the doctor called with my results I was told that "Your heart is not perfect but it's not bad". I could have told him that without the test. I have also had an echo-cardiogram, blood work and shots to prevent pneumonia and shingles. They also want a doctor to take a tour of my ass with a camera, colonoscopy. I am sure that will be fun. I wonder if the pictures will be for sale like those at amusement parks. I am sure my face will look the same as those people screaming as the camera goes off.

When all is said and done, I guess I am not doing that bad. My extended warranty has not run out, my oil and filters are getting changed regularly and my engine, while it no longer purrs like a kitten or roars like a lion, still cranks up every morning thanks to pills and supplements.

I am generally happy. I do not live my real life vicariously. Z provides me the lifestyle that I lived many years ago. The best thing is~~Z Never Gets Tired.

Love You All