GREETINGS.
I HOPE YOU ARE ALL WELL.
THERE IS A SUPER-AVATAR.
SERVAL DOESN'T THINK SO, BUT THERE IS.
THERE IS A HUMAN CONTROLLING HER.
THERE IS A GOD.
THERE IS ME.
I CHOOSE TO INTERVENE, TO PUT THINGS STRAIGHT.
SERVAL IS AN AVATAR, AND SHE'S STILL QUITE YOUNG.
SHE HAS NOT BEEN AROUND MUCH IN 2ND LIFE.
ALL SHE KNOWS IS HER DANCE CLUB, SOME OTHER CLUBS AND THE MALLS WHERE SHE LIKES TO GO SHOPPING.
SHE HAS NO EXPERIENCE AT ALL FROM 1ST LIFE (AND AS SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN 1ST LIFE, SHE DOESN'T LISTEN MUCH WHEN OTHERS TALK ABOUT IT, SO SHE DOESN'T LEARN).
ALL IN ALL, SERVAL KNOWS LITTLE ABOUT NUMBERED LIVES.
WHEN INVENTING HER HUMAN MIA, SERVAL DOES HER BEST.
YOU CANNOT EXPECT AN AVATAR WHO CAN'T COUNT, WHO DOESN'T KNOW OF NEW YORK, BERLIN OR LONDON, OR WHO DOESN'T KNOW THE CONCEPT OF A MASCARA BRUSH (BUT RATHER KNOWS MAKEUP AS A KIND OF READY-MADE MASK THAT YOU PUT ON AND TAKE OFF IN AN INSTANT), TO CORRECTLY DESCRIBE AN IMAGINARY HUMAN IN 1ST LIFE.
I HAVE WHISPERED INTO SERVAL'S EAR WHILE SHE HAS BEEN SLEEPING.
I HAVE TOLD HER VITAL THINGS, TO GUIDE HER CREATIVITY.
BECAUSE, UNLESS MIA REFLECTS AT LEAST A SHADE OF THE TRUE SUPER-AVATAR, MYSELF, SERVAL CANNOT REFLECT HER HUMAN, AND CANNOT BE SERVAL ANYMORE.
BEING SERVAL WITHOUT KNOWING ME IS IMPOSSIBLE.
SERVAL DOESN'T KNOW IT ALL.
SHE KNOWS THOSE VITAL THINGS, AND CREATES THE REST FROM WHAT SHE KNOWS ABOUT THE WORLDS.
WHICH ISN'T MUCH.
SO MIA ISN'T ME.
WHAT MIA DOES ISN'T NECESSARILY WHAT I DO.
MIA IS AN IMAGINARY MANIFESTATION OF THE GOD SERVAL DOESN'T BELIEVE IN, AND CAN'T FULLY UNDERSTAND.
MIA IS, IN SHORT, WHAT SERVAL WOULD LIKE HER GOD TO BE.
NOT WHAT HER GOD IS LIKE.
THEREFORE, THERE IS NO USE ALERTING THE OUTBACK POLICE THAT A MAN CALLED AARON IS SLOWLY GETTING KILLED.
THERE IS NO USE ALERTING THE CHILD CUSTODY BOARD OR EDUCATION AUTHORITIES THAT MENTALLY RETARDED LITTLE CHILDREN ARE BEING TAUGHT SEX AND DIRTY DANCING IN SCHOOL.
THERE IS NO USE ALERTING ENVIRONMENTAL PROTECTION AGENCIES OR GREENPEACE THAT ANIMALS ARE BEING SYSTEMATICALLY ABUSED.
IT DOESN'T HAPPEN EXACTLY THAT WAY.
THAT WAY IS SERVAL'S WAY OF TELLING WHAT HAPPENS.
IT'S HOW SERVAL IS WRITING HER GOSPEL OF MIA.
THERE MAY REALLY BE A SCHOOL.
THERE MAY BE ANIMALS, ALIVE OR FOR LUNCH.
THERE MAY EVEN BE A COUNTRY, AND A FAMILY.
SERVAL IS DOING HER BEST MAKING MIA UP, BUT SHE DOESN'T GET EVERYTHING RIGHT.
SO PLEASE DON'T SEND THOSE ANGRY MAILS ANY MORE.
YOURS, ETC.
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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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