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Giri Gritzi
Greetings and Welcome to my Blog
Greetings All.
Welcome to Giri Gritzi's blog about her life in a little place called Second-Life. Giri's second life is at times boring, at times very exciting, and unfortunately at times very very hurtful. In the upcoming and continuing posts she hopes to chronicle her life and experiences in her second-life
Welcome to Giri Gritzi's blog about her life in a little place called Second-Life. Giri's second life is at times boring, at times very exciting, and unfortunately at times very very hurtful. In the upcoming and continuing posts she hopes to chronicle her life and experiences in her second-life
Giri Gritzi
Giri Gritzi
Just a Word about Second Life
Second Life is a FICTIONAL World that is inhabited by REAL people who come here to escape their First Life.. With that said, what happens in Second Life should at no time ever be considered something at is happening in First Life. While Second Life IS a fictional world composed entirely of photons, bits, bytes and keyboards, it does also contain a few real items. I have found that Second Life contains 3 items that come in from First Life, and are the most fragile, yet important parts of any Avatar and the person whom is behind the keyboard for that Avatar. What I am speaking about are Feelings, Xxxxxxxxxx, and emotions
This is blog of Giri Gritzi as she lives a fun fictional life in the world of Second Life
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IMPORTANT NOTICE:
I am Mistress to my six Pets and love to Domme my friends whenever they need it, "BUT", I am "NOT" looking for more or added pets, nor am I the Second Life BANE maker. I will gladly give advice and limited guidance on making a suit and a general list of what is needed, but please remember this......
I have come to Second Life to have fun also, I am NOT in Second life as someones convenience, nor am I obligated to give any help what so ever, i do it because i want to!!!
I am Mistress to my six Pets and love to Domme my friends whenever they need it, "BUT", I am "NOT" looking for more or added pets, nor am I the Second Life BANE maker. I will gladly give advice and limited guidance on making a suit and a general list of what is needed, but please remember this......
I have come to Second Life to have fun also, I am NOT in Second life as someones convenience, nor am I obligated to give any help what so ever, i do it because i want to!!!
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About Giri Gritzi
- Giri
- Amethyst Island, Second Life, United States
- I am a switch mistress in Second Life. While I am for the most part a Domme, I have a part of me that has to be dominated and reduced to being told what to do. To date there are few who can truly own me, many have tried and most have failed. To those that have succeeded, Aaron, Marine, Daisy and --------..... you are very special to me.. TO all others you may kneel before me or get the hell out of the way just dont stand there with your eyes bulging out and tongue flapping in the wind. In Second Life the following are my Pets/submissives... Squeak, Laura, Tina, Janiel, Carro, and Viper.. I love you all
Royal Doyle
Royal exited my life in Sept of 2008 for parts unknown.
I am moving ahead with my life, I hope you do the same.
The Past is Prologue and I don't wish to dwell on it nor revisit it.
Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore.
Aeternum vale.......
I am moving ahead with my life, I hope you do the same.
The Past is Prologue and I don't wish to dwell on it nor revisit it.
Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore.
Aeternum vale.......
To Bane or not to be - Blogpost by a family member
To bane or not to be - Blogpost by a family member
WHAT IS THIS THING?!!! Being bane! What is this immense madness that has descended upon us. Banishment! Being banished. To choose isolation in a world where interaction is the goal would at a first glance seem to be counterproductive. Interaction is what makes us log onto Second Life instead of watching TV. We thrive for building networks... We live our "second life" to interact!
Having family members who - with no prior notice - went "bane" initially made me boil with frustration. Then fume with anger. And finally today cold acceptance. I reckon that these feelings are mostly fuelled by my own selfishness.
Frustration. - why oh why? I felt deprived of something precious. And something that makes me log on each day. Learning the terms and length of the sentences, it seems almost impossible to live through. Disbelief and agony. To have to look at - and be in the presence of - two of the persons I care for and love ... And not be able to be with them as my equals.
Anger - I want this person to deal with ME! - not to hover about on a cloud. Like a ghost! Who are they to choose to do without me! Without anyone for that sake. Why did I not have a say in this?... Gaaa. How could they? How could they be so .... selfish? How can I be so selfish to crave them to be present?
Acceptance - life goes on At terms with initial responses. Long way to go and no need sulking. And sooner or later, they will need someone to be there for them. That someone will be I. They chose to go bane - so be it. Mistress is not letting them off the hook, that thing is certain, so best make the best of it
To answer the opening question of this entry "what is this thing?", we need to go way back. Through history, people have for some reason or the other chosen to voluntarily live in celibacy and isolation. Sarah MacDonald describes in the book "Holy cow - an Indian adventure" a stay at a buddhist monastery (chapter 5 - suitingly titled "Insane in the membrane"). Ten days straight, talking prohibited. She describes this treatment in the very first line of the chapter as a "brain enema".
Later she somewhat gives a reason for submitting to this: After handing in my passport, my diary, my book and my pens, I'm giving the only thing I can read for ten days: the rulebook and schedule. Over the next week I'll study the pamphlet as much as the princess in "Still Life with Woodpecker" contemplates the Camel cigarette packet. Yet it won't speak to me in the same way - I won't see alien life forms, or secret messages, just a way of life I never thought I'd embrace
.... just a way of life I thought I'd never embrace.
As with a short time in a monastery, so is bane'ing. something SO far away from real life - as it possibly can be. Though a stay at the monastery is submission to a discipline self imposed at each time, banishment is submission to an externally imposed physical and social discipline. Whether it is self-ordered or no is irrelevant. It is imposed either by the dogma that is a monastery or an irremovable suit.
A hot topic right now is "augmented reality", to mix human interaction with computer generated data - a scientific term for cyborgism. We add our personality to an avatar and encode it with a computer. We send all of this through a network of servers and it is all decoded by a computer and ultimately by the person in the other end. Vice versa, we receive other avatars' encoded personalities which we decode. The computer is a blurring filter to our "selves" through this complex system of codings and decodings.
Everytime there is a coding/decoding lies the possibility of a data loss. And when a lot of what is communicated are feelings that can be hard enough to express in the real world, we are inheritly born handicapped in this our "Second Life".
Well - I guess banes are on the pinnacle of this augmental revolution, selectively abandoning substantial liberties given by technology. Choosing to go handicapped in a handicapped world.
- This rest is silence.
(No need to sign this - those who need to know knows. )
WHAT IS THIS THING?!!! Being bane! What is this immense madness that has descended upon us. Banishment! Being banished. To choose isolation in a world where interaction is the goal would at a first glance seem to be counterproductive. Interaction is what makes us log onto Second Life instead of watching TV. We thrive for building networks... We live our "second life" to interact!
Having family members who - with no prior notice - went "bane" initially made me boil with frustration. Then fume with anger. And finally today cold acceptance. I reckon that these feelings are mostly fuelled by my own selfishness.
Frustration. - why oh why? I felt deprived of something precious. And something that makes me log on each day. Learning the terms and length of the sentences, it seems almost impossible to live through. Disbelief and agony. To have to look at - and be in the presence of - two of the persons I care for and love ... And not be able to be with them as my equals.
Anger - I want this person to deal with ME! - not to hover about on a cloud. Like a ghost! Who are they to choose to do without me! Without anyone for that sake. Why did I not have a say in this?... Gaaa. How could they? How could they be so .... selfish? How can I be so selfish to crave them to be present?
Acceptance - life goes on At terms with initial responses. Long way to go and no need sulking. And sooner or later, they will need someone to be there for them. That someone will be I. They chose to go bane - so be it. Mistress is not letting them off the hook, that thing is certain, so best make the best of it
To answer the opening question of this entry "what is this thing?", we need to go way back. Through history, people have for some reason or the other chosen to voluntarily live in celibacy and isolation. Sarah MacDonald describes in the book "Holy cow - an Indian adventure" a stay at a buddhist monastery (chapter 5 - suitingly titled "Insane in the membrane"). Ten days straight, talking prohibited. She describes this treatment in the very first line of the chapter as a "brain enema".
Later she somewhat gives a reason for submitting to this: After handing in my passport, my diary, my book and my pens, I'm giving the only thing I can read for ten days: the rulebook and schedule. Over the next week I'll study the pamphlet as much as the princess in "Still Life with Woodpecker" contemplates the Camel cigarette packet. Yet it won't speak to me in the same way - I won't see alien life forms, or secret messages, just a way of life I never thought I'd embrace
.... just a way of life I thought I'd never embrace.
As with a short time in a monastery, so is bane'ing. something SO far away from real life - as it possibly can be. Though a stay at the monastery is submission to a discipline self imposed at each time, banishment is submission to an externally imposed physical and social discipline. Whether it is self-ordered or no is irrelevant. It is imposed either by the dogma that is a monastery or an irremovable suit.
A hot topic right now is "augmented reality", to mix human interaction with computer generated data - a scientific term for cyborgism. We add our personality to an avatar and encode it with a computer. We send all of this through a network of servers and it is all decoded by a computer and ultimately by the person in the other end. Vice versa, we receive other avatars' encoded personalities which we decode. The computer is a blurring filter to our "selves" through this complex system of codings and decodings.
Everytime there is a coding/decoding lies the possibility of a data loss. And when a lot of what is communicated are feelings that can be hard enough to express in the real world, we are inheritly born handicapped in this our "Second Life".
Well - I guess banes are on the pinnacle of this augmental revolution, selectively abandoning substantial liberties given by technology. Choosing to go handicapped in a handicapped world.
- This rest is silence.
(No need to sign this - those who need to know knows. )