2008 - It IS a Great Year!

A fervent heartfelt wish to all my beautiful friends! Thank you for helping me achieve love and happiness in 2007. I hope for all your lives to be blessed in 2008 (and I'll be there to help with that heehee).

Hugs and Kisses and Love! -Wil

A One to Many Relationship

No, it's not about databases or programming. The title also is not to be taken verbatim in that way - shame on you. ^_^

My inventory currently holds 10 complete avatars. Some are furry, some are curvy, and some were created for a specific interest. I don't mean I have a few skin variations with different hair and eyes. Shapes, skins, clothing, expressions, and personalities are all there, each in a well documented, organized folder. Ok, not the clothing...that is a whole separate part of my inventory. I enjoy expressing my mental and emotional state with a physical creativity, wearing the face and clothing best suited to my mood. I shop, flirt, live, and love with equal ease regardless of the body I choose to reveal. I feel a more comfortable and complete experience, enjoying friendships that span my masculine and feminine sides, happy to scratch behind my ears or go to a live set in a dizzyingly lit club. I don't have any reason to dictate to anyone what beliefs they should have, nor would I permit someone to do the same to me. Living in Second Life, I accept all cultures and derive pleasure in living my own fantasies. My mind accepts my appearance and seems to be quiet content living in any body, female, male, demonic, or furry.

Wearing a body different from our 1st Lives has been tossed around a lot with an abundance of opinions sprouting from the subject. Tied closely to that is the discussion of "sexual disclosure" and anthropomorphism. A mask is nothing new. Pretending to be what reality suggests you are not has been around far longer than computers. There is no "lie" present in the wearing of an avatar. The inhabitants of Second Life have made no promises or guarantees towards those living in First Life. Citizenship in Second Life is an intentional, deliberate action and requires an acceptance of life among the residents of that world. Unlike the place of your First Life birth, you chose to live here. You can't get in your car and drive to it. There is no airline flight to carry you to that destination.

So I'll offer a good night and a Happy start of another year.

- Wilderness Blessed, Fallen Angel and cynical explorer of the world
- Wil, a funny, furry, little black and white spotted bunny who loves carrots, piercings, and cute vixens
- Wild Foxie, spunky as only a red furred fox can be, nothing suits her better than bright lights, loud music, and the brush of hot air across her well groomed body
- Wild, a girl with the power to shape shift into a gleaming black panther. She mixes a wholesome personality with powerfully seductive desires.

I am a content creator!!

My first attempt adding something to SL that I created has worked...mostly. Thank you to all of those who have inspired me to reach beyond my desire for dancing, music, and shopping, and snuggles ^_^

I am looking forward to invoking the inventions of my imagination and bringing them to life in Second Life. And I continue to cast my eyes in wonder and longing at the vast imaginary vistas which have come to dominate my computer screen and my dreaming hours.

A friend in need

That would be me. ^_^

I just wanted to take a moment to express how very fond I am of the friends I have made in my digital journeys. You are a part of me. My life is enriched with your experiences and thoughts and feelings. Thank you for your trust and your companionship. And I will try ignore the little spike of fear in the back of my heart at the idea of losing my connection to a world where physical distance counts for naught and the ability to share time together may be lost. In a very real way, a friend moving on, disconnecting from our second lives, feeling the need to spend their focus and energy somewhere else is like death and they become beyond reach but not beyond thought.

I am determined not to make a list of names, however. If you read my blog and feel that connection, then know you are included in my thoughts and words. I hope, perhaps, the physical distance may be eliminated just for a day or a weekend to see the beauty of your smile and share the warmth of a hug. But that isn't necessary to hold your friendship close to me and bring a smile to my lips.

Thank you! Hugs and Kisses! - Wil

With a little help from my friends *hiccup*

There seems to be no end of trouble I can find when my already dangerously low inhibitions are further drowned under a vermillion, vivacious, vital viny vintage! Trouble, in my dictionary, typically means that which I ought not to do, but which I very much want to. It can encompass a wild shopping spree, a public display of daring do, or participation in an erotic enticement.

Not desiring the solitude of my mountain home, I wandered to a couple of my favorite clubs, wearing my newest body, listening to people chat away as the thump and rhythm of the music resonated harmoniously in the fibers of my body. The first of my destinations did not appease my social appetite and I moved on after a little while. The second venue had decided to take a very large step away from their normal music and I was in the process of making up my mind to go when I received a private message from one of the dancers. I can't resist a teasing, flirtatious IM so I responded and quickly lost interest in leaving the club. Spending more Lindens than I should have on the buffet of flesh writhing and swaying on the stage, she and I bantered words, each trying to arouse desperate desire in the other.

Oh...yeah, I was feeling pretty warm and not just in the face. And another person sitting casually at the stage opened up with a compliment which would not be properly satisfied by replying "Thank you". Already scintillated by wetly whispered wantonness, I felt the reins of my passion slipping from my control. He was friendly, casual, and responsive...puuurr...an irresistable combination and I just had to run my fingers through dark hair and over his sculpted musculature. I discovered my touch was infectious, filled with the flirtatious flame which lit my eyes with a predatory gleam. He quickened to the gentle caressing of my fingers and words, caution and shyness blown away on sharply exhaled breath. As his hands began their own exploration, I was sliding away from the playful pageant towards lust filled longing.

A story such as this would justifiably end in tangled sheets and bodies and, believe me, my body was ready for bed and not to rest. But, miraculously, I stopped before the point of no return. I had thought my brake lines must have been severed by then. I had lost all willpower to deny my desires. But, there was something I wished for more than to pursue intimate passion and a climatic ending. And that held me in surprise and wonderment. My newly found Mistress had collared me far more than the simple circlet around my neck. She had prohibited me from sexual exploit and the desire to obey Her was taking over. This revelation beat hard in my breast, feeling as erotic to me as the teasing of tongues I had been enjoying. The desire to submit to Her sighed in the hot breath of my lips, the tingling sensation down my spine, and the heated throb of my awakened need. I felt overwhelmed like prey petrified by the lethal grace of its stalker. And now I know I belong to Her until She sets me free.

Beware of what you wish for it may come true ^_^

Blogging for my SL

This is the Second Life(tm) blog for Wilderness Blessed...

What I'd like to get out of this blog is the sharing of my 2nd Life experiences. I've enjoyed reading other people's blogs covering many topics from fashions to tom foolery. I think it's a great way to be a part of a community of cool and original people. I am not so organized as to believe I can come close to matching the prowess with which some of my friends divulge their second lives, but I'll do my best and hope to attract at least a couple readers.

What I'd like you to get out of this blog is - content enjoyment, ideas, places in 2nd Life to check out, and a more intimate companionship with me ^_^

So...coining a phrase of someone who was probably rather unscrupulous and power hungry, but has seemingly been unidentified (I couldn't find the originator of the phrase) "Let's get on with the show!"