ent exploring art in Second Life

I go into this ever expanding virtual universe and one of my favorite things to do to escape RL (real life) is to explore art. It is in my opinion worth making an account and learning how to navigate just to go into the game and experience the art, alone. The social stuff is optional.

why post 13,870 dots ?

....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... - I don't know if anyone noticed but I had 13,870 dots here... (now cut down to 365 + a dash for leap time.) I left the dots up here, for a few days. There is a reason, or if not really a reason, then an explanation of what I was thinking will have to do, I hope... You see I'm 38, a few months, and a few days into my life. 365 x 38 = 13,870.
I was thinking about the rather mindless way we don't think about millions and billions.
One million of something is 2,739.726 per day, or if that something is dollars $1,000,000/365 = $2,739.73.
I hear this old grade school teacher yelling " Time is money people! snap! snap! " And I remember thinking that I really didn't agree. And then someone else mumbled, "I've heard that a million times before." And it ocured to me that I had no idea, no way to visualize what a million looks like. The smallest character, like a grain of sand I could copy and paste with out actually arranging a million things in a room somehow, was a dot, so I typed 7 and then 7 x 52, and then 365 and by the time I got to 38 (the years I've been breathing outside the womb) I stopped. That was enough dots for me, to get the idea that er? 1,000,000/13,870 = 72.09 I would have to copy those 38 years worth of dots 72 times. And to be able to visualize all those million dots in one "image" or glance. I could print them out and lay paper out on my floor. Because they certainly don't fit on my screen. But, before I got there, (seemed like a waste of paper) I stopped myself, with.. "this is silly.. I've got things to do." and there you have it, why I posted 13,870 dots here for a while, just to think about the days I've had, in a very abstract way, I'll admit. (big sigh) enjoy your days for me. sincerely Uva Oxide

Oh ?.. what !! .. it's 2009 already ?!

I'll rebuild / un-build Prose & Poetry on the Rocks, sometime this year. RL, we partied for 2 days and woke up today and remembered I had thought I'd have some quiet sober time in the wee hours of the am to peacefully putter and build in SL. But, I didn't even get any New Years Resolutions written up, yikes! It's day two and I'm already without a plan. I had so many bright ideas that I was drafting up. Then came the 'Hole-A-daze' Oh well, bah humbug! maybe next year.

Prose & poetry on the rocks to be un-built before the new year

The 40+ rocks that contain bits of short prose and poetry, currently amassed in my reading garden will receive a serious rebuild sometime in the next couple nights. http://slurl.com/secondlife/Oslar/239/10/87

It isn't that they are a mess, as I rather like both the tangle of too much to read and the simple audacious of that tangle of brightly colored text. But, that I know as they are they are not serving the writers or the readers as I had hoped. The great thing about Second Life it that, I can take inventory and rebuild an infinite number of ways. If you are one of the poets or prose writers of any one of these works, please weigh in -- any concerns or requests are sincerely appreciated.

as always, best writing and good reading to you

Uva Oxide

web network post in progress

I'm compiling an end of the year link list here for all my Second Life art and literature friends and contacts.

I'm bored and perhaps paradoxically find patterns of abstract connectivity to be entertaining. What I like best is the illogical stuff people do that doesn't seem to directly serve the human animals we live in. Why? because what doesn't fit in the puzzle seems to me to be the best explanation as to why. Not that 'why' ever has an answer, the patterns just verify that what ever it is that makes us human is the source of true chaos, and that chaos like the true straight line doesn't exist in nature but are fabrications of sentient minds.