Irreality bites the cyanide capsule, so you're stuck with me again.
My 43rd birthday started off weirding me out as birthdays always seem to, but by the end of the day I can say I did have a good time owing once again to my two best friends on the world and out of it: Deekoo and Choronzon.
What happened last week, though...was a serious drag.
An announcement appeared at Irreality: it went down, and it would apparently not ever return.
IRREALITY - where my FRIENDS all clustered. it's the site I left HERE for, about half a year ago.
It was a community of mages, former mages turned amused skeptics, net.occulters who actually understood the concepts of Techgnosis, transversion agents, et. al. cetera immediately. It manifested in all colours in the drugly rainbow, it went up down and sideways.
It was home to straight people who acted like druggies, druggies who behaved like straights.
I don't know the whole sordid story...but the gist is that the admins, Squink and Triskele, had some sort of massive episode of gnastikastos in their relationship--and as it imploded, this Irreality project the two of them did together could no longer be much fun. Squink made public announcements that Trisk stole money from him, then she made public accusations of slander against him...and after that, he took her admin privilege off the site. And so on. Most people ended up glad to see it go, because this was so bewildering and ugly. Tensions were awful. Each is accusing the other of egregious crimes, and hints of court summonses are being bandied about.
Also...the code - while doing WONDERFUL things, was full of repeating kruft and redundancy...and that clogged up bandwidth. Thus,it cost huge amounts of money to keep it online.
Websites come, websites go...but Irreality was what lifted me out of the state I had been in starting on 29 September 2006, which had dragged all the way from one end of 2007 to the other...and then went spilling on into 2008 as if it were an oil spill intending to foul up as much as it could touch.
It was what made my syndromes start to lift and one by one turn to smoke and float away from me.
Its being gone is not going to be good for me. I'm glad I can reach some of the diasporaed people. But it will not be the same without the unique magick of Irreality.
It had an IRC room...which was so very valuable. I finally started conversing with people again after seeing virtually no human faces or speak to anyone except he nurses who gave me my morning methadone...and
Irreality had been making my ridiculous syndromes start to lift and one by one turn to smoke and float away from me. Of course, the only thing that could happen to something that gave me so much was to have it be taken away from me.
The friends I made there went into diaspora mode...and ended up divided onto about 4 or 5 other sites. I go to all of them. None of them are the same. Nobody seems to find themselves at home everywhere, so each one of these is home to a little fragment of the community. They all use templated, generic 'social networking' sites to manifest. (Europa Z-Cluster might be something more than that, in time...)
I am creating something called Xenoverse (or ZNOVRZ, when I feel like abrvtng it) and this will save some grace by inclusion of some features Irreality and all the diaspora sites so far lack. But it's bad luck to speak of vapourware, so you will hear no more of it, til it is something that ALREADY happened.
What happened last week, though...was a serious drag.
An announcement appeared at Irreality: it went down, and it would apparently not ever return.
IRREALITY - where my FRIENDS all clustered. it's the site I left HERE for, about half a year ago.
It was a community of mages, former mages turned amused skeptics, net.occulters who actually understood the concepts of Techgnosis, transversion agents, et. al. cetera immediately. It manifested in all colours in the drugly rainbow, it went up down and sideways.
It was home to straight people who acted like druggies, druggies who behaved like straights.
I don't know the whole sordid story...but the gist is that the admins, Squink and Triskele, had some sort of massive episode of gnastikastos in their relationship--and as it imploded, this Irreality project the two of them did together could no longer be much fun. Squink made public announcements that Trisk stole money from him, then she made public accusations of slander against him...and after that, he took her admin privilege off the site. And so on. Most people ended up glad to see it go, because this was so bewildering and ugly. Tensions were awful. Each is accusing the other of egregious crimes, and hints of court summonses are being bandied about.
Also...the code - while doing WONDERFUL things, was full of repeating kruft and redundancy...and that clogged up bandwidth. Thus,it cost huge amounts of money to keep it online.
Websites come, websites go...but Irreality was what lifted me out of the state I had been in starting on 29 September 2006, which had dragged all the way from one end of 2007 to the other...and then went spilling on into 2008 as if it were an oil spill intending to foul up as much as it could touch.
It was what made my syndromes start to lift and one by one turn to smoke and float away from me.
Its being gone is not going to be good for me. I'm glad I can reach some of the diasporaed people. But it will not be the same without the unique magick of Irreality.
It had an IRC room...which was so very valuable. I finally started conversing with people again after seeing virtually no human faces or speak to anyone except he nurses who gave me my morning methadone...and
Irreality had been making my ridiculous syndromes start to lift and one by one turn to smoke and float away from me. Of course, the only thing that could happen to something that gave me so much was to have it be taken away from me.
The friends I made there went into diaspora mode...and ended up divided onto about 4 or 5 other sites. I go to all of them. None of them are the same. Nobody seems to find themselves at home everywhere, so each one of these is home to a little fragment of the community. They all use templated, generic 'social networking' sites to manifest. (Europa Z-Cluster might be something more than that, in time...)
I am creating something called Xenoverse (or ZNOVRZ, when I feel like abrvtng it) and this will save some grace by inclusion of some features Irreality and all the diaspora sites so far lack. But it's bad luck to speak of vapourware, so you will hear no more of it, til it is something that ALREADY happened.