Imagination, live it!

 “There is no life I know, to compare with pure imagination. 

Living there, you’ll be free if you truly wish to be.”

I believe that life is here in Second Life where you can set your imagination free. As children, we have dreams of what we want to be or where we want to live. These dreams change as we gain more knowledge of the world around us. I think we dream of our childhood because life had simplicity for most of us. You did not worry about money. Your main interest was your imagination of building something around you.

Here in Second Life, I can relive those imaginary stories I had written in my mind and still need to collect and write down on paper. As I look around the Retreat and Basement Club and in my Gallery, much of it has come from just that, my childhood in Germany. It makes me smile and I have that sense of happiness of simplicity I had as a child. Here is a little snippet of the story I wrote about fairytales:

"I loved going to the cemetery and reading the names of the tombstones and thinking about these people and if they ever traveled or what they had done to enjoy their lives. Not a wonderful playground for a princess to seek. My father hated it. My mother feared the dead. I loved the silence. One time I caught a beautiful salamander from a well in the cemetery and took it home. 

My father didn’t approve of this at all and thought I should never touch things in a cemetery. I wanted to care for him, my little August. I chose that name because I found a name like that on a tombstone. Little August would have his very own place on the balcony, his own pool in a bowl of water I provided for him. This was when I found out that what you hear and see is not always true. My father told me that August left the balcony in the night and probably returned to where he belonged. I was heartbroken. I wanted so much to take care of him and I knew he never made it back there without me.  

It defined my fairytale at that moment to find some creature in this big wide world to take care of." 

Anjelikka Kowalski from the stories about my childhood