Thoughts on Imaginary
by Harry Potter
Imaginary was
a friend of mine on worlds. I will miss watching her build and tweak multiple avatars and I'll miss
chatting with her. She spent lots of time by herself manipulating av codes in her "little" space above the
space platform at Henson World. She knew how I felt about poetry, but we interfaced on the "techno nerd"
level very well. Learning that she has died makes me ache inside.
I remember watching her do an "avatar performance" on meteor not long after I first became a member on
worlds. She logged in under multiple imaginary versions of her name and did a mind-blowing and colourful
show in scales I hadn't known were possible. I wanted to learn how she did all that stuff. I found her
intriguing and she helped make worlds very interesting for me to explore. Before I got to know her better,
she referred to herself in the third person in our conversations, which always made me feel like I was
conversing with some sort of ... odd entity. She was an odd-ball who stood out from most of us other
odd-balls on worlds. She was very sensitive and I know she wouldn't like me describing her as an odd person
so I will add to this by saying she was a person who had many qualities and talents. She had talents in
quantities and qualities that were beyond most of us.
She once sent me a photo of herself standing next to a large poster of Mr. Spock from Star Trek that she
had on the wall at her house. I understood immediately why she would identify herself with this character.
Spock: isolated and introspective - someone who could effortless traverse the language of logic yet seethed
with passion that sometimes took control.
Life wasn't always easy for imaginary. She struggled with some personal issues. But when I had talked with
her recently, the past year or two... she seemed upbeat and very positive about the changes she was making
in her life. She seemed happy.
I won't be able to attend the memorial tomorrow because I'm on vacation and only get on the net when I'm
back at the hotel room late at night. Please pass on my condolences to her other friends at her memorial.
_harry_potter_
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