Tag: #secondlife

#WordlessWednesday: Soliloquy

Social Commentary, Coping with Dissociative Identity Disorder, mental health

I’m going to level up with my blogging buddies. First, thank you to the people who read Art by Rob Goldstein. You are my teachers and friends, and I am grateful to you.

I have lived alone and in quarantine for almost five months as our President weaponizes COVID19 and divides our nation. I’m stressed and afraid, and this feels like it is never going to end.

Our press and political leaders behave as if we are the powerless victims of a king over whom the law has no authority.

None of it makes sense. I don’t understand why we can’t arrest and remove a criminal president who threatens our nation and our lives.

It looks to me as if Trump and his Republicans are killing us on purpose. Am I right, or is this paranoia?

This confusion and anxiety are intolerable. I am continually dissociating and losing time.

For my health, I have to take another break.

I’m not fond of frequent breaks, but I can’t focus for more than a few minutes at a time.

I’ll be back shortly.

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Rob Goldstein 2020

The Header photo is a from a series of Images from ‘Memories of Market Street.’

#WordlessWednesday: Memories of Market Street

Photography and Art, Surrealism

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Memories of Market Street, 1984 #WordlessWednesday

Memories of Market Street, (c) Rob Goldstein 2020

Poetry: Ascent!

LGBTQ, Photography and Art, Poetry, Virtual Photography

Ascent!

I have climbed

to the very

top

and nothing

will stop

me from

going

higher!

I reach for you

we both

should

be here

but you

have gone

to Hell as I

commanded.

I am Moses

and don’t

give a damn!

Filthy tricks!

You have never

given me

what I need!

So,

still playing tricks,

but

I’m here, now,

see?

And I will never

leave you

alone.

Rob Goldstein 1994-2019

I Like Playing with Dolls

Flash fiction, LGBTQ, Virtual Photography

I liked to play with dolls when I was a kid.

My dolls unnerved my Father who forced me to join a football team.

The team tossed me after the first game because I stopped in the
middle of a play to pull up my socks.

I hate the feeling of droopy socks; but back to the dolls:

An avatar dressed in the formal male attire of the 1920's standing on a metal platform against a blue backdrop
Test shot of the Valentino character in Hullaba Lulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.

I had Barbie and Skipper.

I also had Ken, and GI Joe.

GI Joe was the doll for boys who played with dolls in the closet.

Joe and Ken had a one-off in a foxhole and it drove Skipper to suicide.

She had a secret crush on Joe.

Valentino, Lulu and Rose wait for a train in Hullaba Lulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.
Valentino, Lulu and Rose, characters in Hullaba Lulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.

I started playing with digital dolls with The Sims and eventually joined one of the online worlds of the metaverse.

I liked to play with dolls when I was a kid.

I still do.

DistanValentino and Lulu sit on a bench as a phantom train arrives
Distance shot of a ghost station as a phantom train arrives. Valentino and Lulu sit on a bench. Image inspired by Hullabalulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.

The images in this post are part of an ongoing collaboration with Teagan Geneviene of Teagan’s Books.

Black and White test shot of the Valentino character and the Gramps character in Hullaba Lulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.
The Valentino character and the Gramp’s character in Hullaba Lulu, a Jazz Wednesday story by Teagan Geneviene on Teagan’s Books.

 

(c) Rob Goldstein 2018