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Monday, June 14, 2010

Imagine....

Imagine... Imagine a world where you could be anyone or anything you wished to be...a world where you could create objects of beauty or utility out of seemingly nothing. Imagine a world where you could visit with people from all over the world.... instantly. Where you could go and experience their culture.... instantly. A world where the deaf hear, the chair ridden can dance, the halt can fly. Imagine a world where you can create communities, where, if you've the talent, you can earn a living. Now, imagine the rulers of that world decide that those things you have created are worthless to them... that your creative skills are as nothing. What if those same rulers made arbitrary changes to financial agreements you had made with them? Imagine if those "rulers" decided that the very thing you used to visualize their world was to be something that made it terribly difficult for you to create.. or to immerse yourself in their world. You watch it turn into "their world" now... not your world or your imagination. Would you be angry... would you want to retaliate? How could you do that? Could you be so angry you would attempt to destroy "their" world? Would you enter their world over and over forcing it to fail... or forcing the remaining residents to have a bad experience? Maybe. Would I...no. Enter those we call griefers. Perhaps some are angry for the reasons above. The sad thing I think is that those griefers don't come and destroy a world for reason. They come and destroy for the lulz... for the laughs... for a vicarious sense of power... they come because they can. *** Imagine... Imagine a world where you could be anyone or anything you wished to be...a world where you could create objects of beauty or utility out of seemingly nothing. Imagine a world where you could visit with people from all over the world.... instantly. Where you could go and experience their culture.... instantly. A world where the deaf hear, the chair ridden can dance, the halt can fly. Imagine a world where you can create communities, where, if you've the talent, you can earn a living. Imagine that when you logged into this world... the creator of that world was standing there to greet you. That the creator personally took you to a freebie shop and helped dress you so you didn't look so noobish. A world where you could go to a welcome area and find a mentor and tell them that you have invited so and so to join and please keep and eye out. A world where, when that new person arrived someone said, "Hi! We've been waiting for you." There is a place like that.... Inworldz.

The coffee house at Inworldz...Just to the left in this image is where new residents arrive.

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Now imagine that many of the same people that wanted to destroy that world where the despotic rulers gave them "cause" came to this new world... and did the same things they had done before.

That is what I base my belief on, that those that come to harm and destroy, have no legitimate cause.

As a practising Buddhist I have great difficulty in seeing the middle path where this is concerned. You see... there is a solution. It's not palatable... it's illegal..it's, from a Buddhist perspective, immoral... but it would work.

(A legal disclaimer here... I am not condoning, or encouraging anyone to follow this train of action)

I was smart enough in school to not take Latin... so I can't give you the Latin phrase for this...

"Where there is no police car... there is no speed limit"

Many years ago my neighbors husband physically attacked her. Another neighbor across the street was standing outside the next morning when the attacker was headed to work. The wife beater didn't go to work that morning.....and he never touched his wife again either.

People know who these griefers are... Publicise their names and actions...don't let them hide in their mothers basement anymore.

I remember looking at ones real life photo...trust me, he couldn't have even visited Frontera... much less a mens prison.

If you do know who these people are, ostracize them... stop condoning their actions. I'm not sure there aren't legal actions that could be pursued... civil suits, restraint of trade..I don't know.

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I also know less now than I did a few years ago...I looked at my fish bowl last weekend, it looks so full still...and yet a qwik mental calculation is that I'm likely just under 600 weekends left now. There is so much to learn...and so little time this time around...

Forgive my games of hate and jealousy...I'll try harder

And so it goes

I try to love you all, brinda

Namaste

नमस्ते

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