Change

One thing strikes me as universal in Second Life, and that is the inevitability of change. There is very little here that will always exist in its current form. It is just as much a part of first life as well, but it’s more obvious here in Second Life, where six days pass to first life’s one.

It’s most obvious, of course, when a beloved region goes offline. Those of us who’ve been around for a while can regale you with tales of Nakama, or Spitoonie Island, or The Far Away, for just three examples. Mainland, of course, is in a near-constant state of flux.

We lose residents constantly, whether due to first life death or simply because they find something else to pass their time.

New names — some alts, and some fresh faces — come in and create their own place here. New friendships are made. Change comes once again.

The dramas… they’re temporary. We don’t worry much about what happend to GOM, or the tax revolt, or all of that. They remain a part of our fabric and history, but there are other things we concern ourselves with.

When I first arrived on these digital shores, in an Orientation that has changed several times, and stumbled my way to the bottom of every river, this was a place where the sun and moon themselves would change for the holidays. It was also a place where 9,000 people logged in at once would take down the very grid

The technology of this world also continually changes and evolves. When I first came here — nearly ten years ago now — we had a different sky, It was pretty, but had a tendency to look a little brown and smoggy at sunset. There was no mesh, no materials – heck, no sculpts. Not even a flexiprim to be found except somewhere on the beta grid, I suppose.

I’m a big fan of the history of this world. In it, there is some sense of permanence. That The Statue of Man existed in the alpha, or Steller Sunshine’s mansion are simple facts that cannot go away.

Yet that mansion is now the Governor’s Mansion, and the Statue of Man now oversees a very different world. For every one “Beanstalk” there is a Atlas Casino. Change is, even within our history, inevitable.

So let us take a second to celebrate this place and this time we have together. Enjoy it now, and take joy in this moment.

(by Marianne McCann. Presented at Espresso Yourself, 5th January, 2016.)

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