Saturday, October 13, 2007

I Love You...and you...and you...and you....

I read the Profiles of my friends to catch up on their interests, to see new pics (since appearances here change from day to day) and mainly, to see who they're married to this week. Love is everywhere in SL and I constantly marvel at the ability of friends and aquaintances to find "true love" again and again. Names have been changed to protect the incredibly fickle.

"Loveslave" has a new and wonderful master about every third week I read her Profile. Each time, he is the one, the only, the answer to her prayers and the reason for her being. He lights up her world, he completes her dreams. Her gives her the love, the attention, the intensity that no other has. He is the one who finally understands and accepts her for who she is. There are endless pics of them (mainly naked) attached at various spots on each other's body. Her world is bliss, their union perfection - until the next master comes along. I think Love's fingers are getting tired, because the words have started to remain the same - only the pics change.

Another aquaintance, "SMan" is constantly on the search for the love of his life and he finds her with alarming regularity. SMan's relationships run a very familiar pattern. At first, he has never met anyone like "her". She is the one who finally gives him the love he has searched for, the one who measures up to his (ahem) high standards of behavior. The one who understands what he wants, what he needs, what he expects from the woman privileged to be by his side. There are photos of them arm in arm, gazing into each other's eyes with laserbeam intensity. His Picks contain cut and paste paragraphs of the touching moment he declared his love and asked her to be his. His world is perfect, she completes him like no other ever has. No change for about two weeks, then suddenly, it's over. Gone are the touching photos and words of love and devotion. His Profile sits unchanged for about a week before, wonder of wonders, he meets a new love! Lather, rinse, repeat.

Am I making fun of my friends? No, not really. SL is a place of fantasy, of dreams. I guess the "perfect love" is the ultimate fantasy. And really, is there anything more delicious than the beginning of a new love affair? But it begs the ultimate question: Can love be for real in SL?