A MESSAGE FROM GOD

GREETINGS.

I HOPE THAT YOU ARE ALL WELL.
AND THAT THE WEIGHT OF YOUR SINS IS LIKE THE SHADOW OF A FEATHER, AS LIGHT AS A TRUCKLOAD OF NEUTRON STAR CORE WHEN BALANCED WITH THE GOODNESS OF YOUR HEARTS.

THAT WAS A GREETING.
NOT A REFLECTION OF WHAT I FEEL.
OR THINK.

I HAVE BEEN LENIENT, HAVEN'T I?
THERE HAS BEEN MUCH DRESSING IN NONBECOMING WAYS.
THERE HAVE BEEN MUCH EYELINERS AND BLACKNESS IN FACES TO ATTRACT THE LOOKS, LIKING AND DESIRE OF OTHERS.
THERE HAS BEEN MUCH LAMENTATION ON EARTHLY MATTERS, SUCH AS EMPTY LINDEN DOLLAR COUNTERS, LOVE NOT RECIPROCATED, ZEBRAS, AND MEN IN BLACK BENDING THEIR KNEES WHILE PLAYING MUSIC INSTRUMENTS.
I HAVE SEEN THIS.
I HAVE HEARD THIS.
I HAVE WONDERED, AND I HAVE BEEN ASTONISHED.
MILDLY SPEAKING.
BUT I HAVE BEEN LENIENT.
I HAVE GIVEN THESE MANIFESTATIONS OF FREE WILL QUANTITIES OF SLACK.
I HAVE TURNED THE OTHER CHEEK.

NOW THIS MUST STOP.

THE HOST OF ANGELS THAT HAS BEEN BRIDGING THE CHASM BETWEEN WORLDS, THE FIRST AND THE SECOND, TO LINK AND TIE TOGETHER THE HEARTS OF AVATAR AND HUMAN, IS NOW CALLING IN SICK.
BECAUSE THE ANGELS ARE INDEED SICK.
THEY ARE NAUSEATED.
THEY ARE DISMAYED.
THEY HAVE SEEN THE AVATAR GO TO AN ESTABLISHMENT WHERE SHE TAKES CLOTHES OFF.
WHERE SHE UNBLUSHING DISPLAYS PARTS OF HERSELF THAT SHOULD REMAIN CONCEALED, AND DOES SO MERE INCHES FROM THE FACES OF OTHERS.
WHERE SHE KISSES LIPS, LIMBS AND CLOSE TO ANY BODYPART OF THOSE THAT TEMPT HER WITH GOLD.
OR EVEN JUST WITH SILVER.
WHERE SHE INDULGES IN CONVERSATION SUCH AS "ME ***** **** *** **** ** MY **** AND *** *** *** AND ******".
THE ANGELS HAVE SEEN THIS.
AND THEY HAVE SEEN THE HUMAN SHRUG ITS SHOULDERS AT THIS.
NOT OBJECTING.
AT ALL.

WHY?

OH WHY OH WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME, YOURSELVES AND ALL THESE ANGELS?

SERVAL.
MIA.
I HAVE LET YOU FROLIC IN THE MEADOWS OF THE SHEEP.
SHALL I NEED TO SHOW YOU THE BLACK DUNGEONS OF THE GOATS?
I DO NOT WANT TO DO THAT.
PLEASE MAKE ME NOT DO IT.

BEHAVE.

MAY PEACE, LOVE AND GOOD HEALTH BE BESTOWED UPON YOU.
AND FABRIC, TOO.
MUCH FABRIC.

YOURS, ETC.

Comeservalism!

I have been told that there are servals that cannot go wherever they like, because they are locked into cages. There are servals that can't walk Virtual Africa, or any other island that has a savannah, because they are made to wear a collar with a leash, and so can't move about freely. There are servals that have to eat dry food, because they aren't given any proper mice or rats to hunt. There are servals that are made to have sex with domestic cats, for no good reason at all. There are servals that are made unable to have sex even with other servals, no matter how much they fancy them. There are those who claim to own servals. To control them. To have a right to do so.

This must stop!

Help free all servals!

Join the Comeservalists!

Cow sheep

"dear diary,

i guess i should be shocked by my little incarnation serval taking her clothes off for tips in a club, but i'm not sure that i really care. first time i came to next life, while still in full control of her actions, one of the things i did was taking her clothes off in public, for the hell of it, and concluded that no-one seemed to notice, and that this new place that i had found seemed quite laid-back. if serval now can earn some money of her own while having a good time and making friends, why not.

i too need a new friend or two, i think. friends that play instruments. me and cow sheep and the computer haven't made much progress, and certainly no good songs, although we've tried. so i think we need more sheep in the flock. in the meanwhile i've been practicing on the guitar, and i think i'm improving somewhat. cow sheep isn't bad on his keyboards, or on handling the computer, but a problem is that he lacks even the slightest shadow of creativity. he only plays what i tell him. when i don't tell him anything, he just sits there. sometimes i think he's scared, for some reason, to try something of his own. and sometimes i even suspect that he doesn't like music very much, but keeps playing with me so that he can tell his nerdy friends that he's seeing a girl regularly. so it's not much of a band.

i don't really know why i keep telling things about this band here in serval's diary. it's not like there will soon be a lot of cool the new sheep people music to let serval hand over to the next world djs, to be played in all clubs. i'd be surprised no end if they'd ever even let us play in one of the station parties here in the real world. not even after eight o'clock, when everybody is too drunk to care. oh, they would care, if it was me climbing the stage. that little last bit of them that is keeping them alive, nose poking out of the dizzy fog, would care. not the sheep-hateress, they'd shout, not the non-stover! nadda shaepetriz, nadda nanstvr... i'd have to perform in disguise. false beard and stuff. "behold roo sheep! oh, sure, he loves sheep! but he had a mishap in his youth when shearing, that's why he's a countertenor now!" no, don't expect to hear my music. not in a while, at least.

btw, ty serval, for making me your cause. that's very sweet.

mia"

On Serval

I told the others that I was making a list of the brands, or designs or whatnot, that I've been shopping. In other words, a list of what I wear. Then they said I was understimulated, and should go get a job, a boyfriend, or a Cause.

I haven't been doing much today, that's true. But I already do have a job, dancing in the club. But I have a day off today. And I've lived a very long time so far and still don't understand why I should want a bf. As to the Cause, I think I have that one. It's taking care of Mia. Making her feel fine. These things keep me quite busy, and I don't see why I shouldn't be allowed some time in between to do nothing, or making lists. Especially as lots of other avatars write these lists in their diaries. I want one, too. Some avatars that I have met have even asked where I get my stuff, so I really need the list, don't I?

So here goes, what I wear: Primitive Design, Anticute, Blackstar, Neo, Orbit, Dutch Touch, Sassy Kitty Designs, League, Rebel, Wrong, Gransy Fashion, Sn@tch, SRU, Danish Designs, ZX, Moon Goddess Designs, Magika, Form, Made in Hell & Heaven, Ravenwear, EMO-TIONS, Kru, Panjen, PixelDolls, Sintimacy, Badkatz, Canimal, Attitudes, BabyDoll, FetishDoll, C'z, Sheer Stockings, Cazimi Designs, Corduroy, lilolOops, Gothika, MoniT Fashion, Tuty's, T.Tidewater Shoes, BAX, shOOz, and Urban Bomb Unit. I won't mention the ugly stuff that I have but don't use.

To look nice, or at least the way I want to look, not including the black hole eyes that I still haven't found, I wear & hair Miriel, Avalon, Inks & Kinks, RealSKIN, Pearl, LKL Tattoos, Tramp Stamp Tattoos, Revenge, Deviant Kitties, Playful Kitten, Eat Rice!, Atomic Kitty, ETD, Tami McCoy, Truth, Defiant Designs, and SINdecade. And I attach some Quixotic Trance, Elixir, B&R, MoJovisions, GuRL 6, Goth1c0, Aluinn, Solar Designer Eyewear, and Suite17.

In the future, there may be some clever avatars (probably including one or two of the others that told me not to do the list) that arrange and sell tickets to Serval marathons, visiting all those shops in one go, and in the order as listed above.

Spotted

I have been to the spotted girl club quite a lot now for a while. Tri-g-spots, that's what it's called. It wasn't very crowded tonight, and they said it might be because of this ohbanana inoculation that they have been talking so much about lately. Everybody has seemed happy about it, which I do understand, because having had those bugs and crabs and whatnot I know how good it is not getting sick, and I guess many went partying in Woshingtonne tonight instead of going to the club. This was no problem to me. I still liked the music in the club, and danced and listened. I too could have gone to the party, of course, but I searched for it without finding it.

Jammies

Tonight there was a formal event in the club where all the girls are. I really hope that Mia was watching me going there, because she always says I don't dress well, but look like trash. And tonight I didn't. I wore a dress, and stockings and stuff. That should shut her up.

Ok, I did dance on the bar. And I got naked after a while. Which may not have been very formal. It was fun, though. And there were a lot of nice girls around. I like going there.

Next event will be a sleepover party. I think I'm supposed to wear something called a "jammies". They say it's what you wear when sleeping. Which comes as a new concept to me. When I go to sleep, I just suddenly feel drowsy, and then there is a brief moment of blackness, before the drowsiness starts going away, which means I'm waking up again, after having slept. Sometimes I've slept just a short time, and sometimes for very long, but it doesn't matter, as it feels exactly the same. I don't need any special clothes for that, do I? And there is hardly time enough to change, because it all happens so fast.

I guess I have to go look in the mall anyhow, to see what these jammieses look like.

Mmmm

I guess being talked to by strangers is part of being an avatar. It's how you meet new avatars, and new friends. To me, that's important, because I keep doing or saying stupid things that put friends of mine off, and they keep removing me from their friends list. So I have to meet new friends, or my own friends list will go empty and I'll be discontinued. I don't want that to happen, and I'm therefore open to being spoken to.

I don't mind being spoken to by guy avatars, because some of them are nice or fun, sometimes both. Some look good, too. But it happens again and again that a guy that starts talking with me very suddenly stops, and starts talking to me instead. At me. Directing his words towards me, but not listening for what comes back. If anything. And it's often nothing, because these guys often do almost the same thing.

Guy: "hey hun u look great!!!"

Me: "ty"

Guy: "mmm"

Me, seeing what's coming:

Guy, after 10 seconds: "wow what i c is soo hot!"

Me:

Guy, after 10 more seconds: "mmmmm"

Me:

Guy, after a minute: "mmmmmmmmmmmm"

Why do they do this?

When they do like that, I don't get to know them the slightest. If they want to talk with me, they should say something that's interesting. Otherwise, what can I reply to "mmmmm"? Oh, I know, I can say "your mmmm makes me so hot, let's go find pink and blue poseballs". But is he really expecting me to do that, after not catching my interest the slightest? I think that's ever so stupid. Say me a poem. Tell me of a nice place in the world. Say that you like my style of clothes, and why. Or anything but "mmmmmmmmm". To me, that is the theme song of an idiot.

Oh, most of these guys respect when I tell them that I don't want to play. But why do I have to tell them first place?

I know that this is all about sex. I'm not good at that, but I know that much. But do the mmm guys expect me to be interested in having sex with them, when they can't even make me interested in talking to them?

Mia said that she needs a lot of trust before she wants to sleep with a guy. I don't see why I should ever want to, but if I should, I think I would like to know him enough to like him first. Then those other things should be ok, if he really wanted to.

I think I'm beginning to understand what Mia meant with all that speaking about songs and trust, some time ago. Those humans are a bit like us avatars, really.

Years

Some of them said happy new year when I came to the club today. I don't get this. Is it a new year again? Yet another new year? It was a new year, well, very recently. Almost like last time I went dancing. As far as I can remember.

They had made me believe a year is a long time. But it can't be, it seems. Or maybe I've been asleep for a very long time. It has happened before, you know, me sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. But those times Mia always told be beforehand it was gonna happen. She didn't now.

They have also been talking about time space. I lost them after "time", but there seemed to be serious concern about the thing. Maybe time needs a lot of space to be rich, long and full of lots of things happening. It's been said that there are more and more of us avatars in SL, so maybe time doesn't get space enough any longer. Or maybe each avatar needs a certain amount of time, and when there's more of us, there is less time for each one.

Oh dear! I have got to learn numbers. Because they once said each of us has some eighty years here in SL before we are deleted and go on to third life. And with years passing this fast...