Your Life is Not Complete Until You Have Whored Your Virtual Self - SECOND LIFE!

I've been exploring the virtual world of Second Life lately. You can literally do anything in that world except connect with reality. This world very much like our everyday one is not exempt from prostitution and pornography. Every single object, person, texture in that world is made for and by the users.


I found myself in an awkward position as the artistic screen-shot above demonstrates. Lying on a zebra skin rug and my fingers pulling my deathly white butt-ocks apart like nobody's business and waiting to make it a lucky day for an unsuspecting 'I love creepy Shrek look-a-like Goths' fetishist.

It's the funniest thing in the world. Asked why I created such a crazy looking character, I told another user that I was Paris Hilton in real life, and my only escape is to become a freakish looking, sword welding Goth in Second Life; I began to wonder if perhaps that is how our own reality works.

This virtual reality is certainly a taste of things to come. When I first entered the SL world, it occurred to me that it had a striking resemblance to the science fictional novel 'Snow Crash' by Neal Stephenson. Virtual money can be exchanged for real money, the skills that earn you money in Second Life are the same skills that you have in reality. It's so great that the internet is turning us all into professional porn-stars and distributors! HOORAY! Hip-hip-...

So for all you cyber geeks who enjoy a little bit of digital hedonism here is the fooking LINK.