When we log into Virtual Reality usually one aspect is present.
Everything we do and say reflects a single menu of interests and attitudes.
The person called “I” can imagine being almost anything.
So virtual reality is not an escape; it’s a becoming, and our primary tools for becoming are the animations and objects we make or buy in the moment.
We shoot most of our photos in a dark surreal nowhere.
That is how life feels to us.
She used to come out when the body was little and dress in Mother’s gowns.
Sara used to wear Daddy’s tee shirts and pretend they were a nightie.
Mother used to send us out on Halloween dressed like a little girl.
Sara liked it when the neighbors told her how pretty she was and Mother liked when Sara came out because Mother wanted a little girl.
Sara had to go inside when we started school and became a boy.
She often feels lonely.
When Mother hurt us, Sara came out, dressed up, and danced
Sara is nice.
She likes people.
But Sara is a protector.
She’s a smart street kid from the Deep South with her nails out.
She’s a fighter but she’s fair.
I guess we made Sara from what we liked best about the girls
and sissy boys we grew up with in Charleston.
Sara likes torch songs from the 1950’s and 60’s.
She especially likes Julie London:
First posted in 2016.
(c) Rob Goldstein 2016-2017
me not me
on a wireless
If someday I need to see you
I’ll come back from the past
I’ll come back to find you
I’ll never leave you now
Lyrics by the Information Society