Maybe it's this beeing sick that has made me think. I don't know. And I don't really like what I have been thinking.
There have been times when I've heard someone mentioning beeing "cancelled". Or "discontinued". For example, those words were used before I had learnt the dress code of one place. Where the code was a lot of dressing, I eventually found out. But nothing bad happened to me, apart from the shouting and the capital letters in a different colour.
And there has been this talking about First Life. Aka irl when you speak to some. Or Germany (to some others). Someone told me the humans said to live in First Life can cancel any avatar they like. Have I been in First Life, and was cancelled from there? Is that why I'm here now, in Second Life?
These are thoughts beyond what I can really grasp. I don't like them. They first came when I was ill. Now they're stuck there, in my head.
Is there a Third Life? Is there a Tenth? If so, what will happen to me to make me go there?
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There was no end to it. They kept trying to save me. They told me there is a First Life, and that there are humans, who decide everything that happens in and to the world.
What can we avatars do? Walk, fly, talk, and take on and off clothes. That's about it. If there were humans, and if the best thing a million of them could think of doing was watching us, how could you ever consider them superior? I didn't think they can do a thing. I didn't think they can see us. Or even exist.
So I had to pretend there was a human controlling me, too. Mia. Until I found out that she was me. Instead I met an angel. Who brings me to life.
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