Wherein this avatar's fates, adventures and experiences in, his thoughts and feelings about and his reactions to his first and second life are depicted with written messages, images and other audiovisual tools.
I am Bock in SecondLife and Bock is I in first life. We share thoughts, opinions, feelings, actions and reactions. We are one and the same and inseparable. On this blog I choose to share both my realities.
It's strange that I hadn't thought of adding a translator earlier, but it wasn't until a German friend told me today that he was sorry his English wasn't better so he could read my blog that I recognized the need for it.
Well better late than never! I hope it helps those of you who would want to use it, even if it is Google Translate with all its weaknesses it's still better than nothing. Google Translate supports over 100 languages at various levels, so hopefully, you will find your language in it.
Composer-Lyricist: Brandon Flowers
Composer-Lyricist: Mahalia Jackson
Land Of The Free Can't wipe the wind-blown smile from across my face
It's just the old man in me
Washing his truck at the Sinclair station
In the land of the free
His mother Adeline's family came on a ship
Cut coal and planted a seed
Down in them drift mines of Pennsylvania
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
(I'm standing crying)
When I go out in my car, I don't think twice
But if you're the wrong color skin (I'm standing crying)
You grow up looking over both your shoulders
In the land of the free
We got more people locked up than the rest of the world
Right here in red, white and blue (I'm standing crying)
Incarceration's become big business
It's harvest time out on the avenue
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Move on there's nothing too see
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
I'm standing crying, I'm standing crying
So how many daughters, tell me how many sons
Do we have to have to put in the ground before we just break down and face it
We got a problem with guns
In the land of the free
Down at the border, they're gonna put up a wall
Concrete and rebar steel beams (I'm standing crying)
High enough to keep all those filthy hands off of our hopes and our dreams (I'm standing crying)
People who just want the same things we do
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
In the land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Land of the free, land of the free
Land of the free, in the land of the free
(I'm standing crying)
The Much Honored Bock McMillan, the laird of Southern Charm etc.etc., is showing his support for the tiny community's struggles in SecondLife. "We all want to be grounded", the laird says, "the struggle of the tinies is Ours."
And here is some good news on the matter shared by Inara Pey on Twitter
The Lab have actually found the root cause of the problem and have a fix, which is currently with the Lab's QA team for testing. See Hover Height / Vertical Positioning Issue at: https://t.co/azFOkDQfcQ .
Today I have decided that I will sympathy-float with my tiny friends for one (1) month in support of their struggle. The only exceptions will be when I am taking part in a major motion picture production or modeling for one of the master photographers.
I am changing my hover height and making stilts as soon as I get into SecondLife.
