My continuing journey through my past took me back to Linden Memorial Park, yesterday. When I was a noob, I spent a lot of time wandering around places like this, because they were generally empty, and felt safe to a new-born avi afraid of her own shadow. I’ve not been back here for years…
… I was straight away struck by the simple beauty of the place, especially in the dawn light…
… Linden Memorial Park is ‘dedicated to the residents of Second Life’, and, as the name implies, is a huge memorial setting…
… it is hard not to feel emotion, here…
… the structures have a monolithic weight and simplicity…
… that is elegant and timeless…
… as you roam around this huge, soothing space, you come across many poignant memorials…
… eventually I have to stop looking at them, they make me too sad, it breaks my heart that death is as much a reality, here in this virtual escape from reality, as it is in reality… we can’t escape it, and, as you travel around SL, you see memorials everywhere to much-loved avatars whose humans are deceased. For some reason I find these memorials much sadder than my human ever finds grave stones in RL.
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