Hotel California 1976
All of us kind of drove into LA at night. Nobody was from California, and if you drive into LA at night… you can just see this glow on the horizon of lights, and the images that start running through your head of Hollywood and all the dreams that you have, and so it was kind of about that… what we started writing the song about. Coming into LA… and from that Life in the Fast Lane came out of it, and Wasted Time and a bunch of other songs.”
Hotel California’s 2021
Blame the system(s)!
Isn’t it ironic . . . to have access to modern communication all over the world but not able to work with it in an effective or safe way. The chaos in how every country or even parts of a country handled the pandemic differently tells enough on how ineffective and seemingly impossible it is to work together while facing a worldwide threat. It is not all unwillingness. It also is being incapable to communicate well, despite having all channels for it. Partly a human defect, partly a technical defect making it complex to communicate well via bureaucratic systems that are connected without really feeling connected enough to use its potential, plus more and more an excellent cybersecurity needed to know if it is to be trusted. One day the universe will take its ‘revenge’, or rather just confront us with . . . . okay . . . you knew what had to be done but failed to act effective enough, so now you will have to live with the dramatic consequences . . . That is, if you / I / we will survive at all. It sometimes feels as if we live in one big Hotel California.
Escape to Second Life maybe?
Don’t fool yourself too much with that, unless you have learned already how to deal with Second Life as likewise society. Second Life also can be a Heaven and Hell you see?. Even a place that is meant to kind of escape our every day life with its multiple Hotel California’s, has boobytraps that lead people into other Hotels California. The fame chasers, the attention addicts, the obsessed lovers, the beauty contest insanity, the haters, the ego’s spoiling their own credibility, the battle of sexes, the battles on love and expectations. Wow, humans really have a talent for making their own mess or trying to mess up others.
Of course Second Life also just is a Hotel California in other ways, not especially negative. A pleasant addiction, an international platform that can bring surprisingly nice meets and a place where you can express yourself in a free way without limitations we maybe meet in RL or because that kind of expressing yourself is impossible in RL. You can easily widen your horizon via SL so to speak and share your mind with someone. I think all of that in combination with the avatars we choose to represent ourselves inworld make it a unique place of immersion in a way that cannot be done so easily on other platforms of communication.
And because Second Life is not a game that ends after you have reached a certain level, but is very real (if you choose to be genuine), it allows us to create bonds like we do in RL. Therefore, often when someone leaves Second Life it is not a permanent act. Almost everyone returns, also after less pleasant experiences. Because after a while you start to miss all it has to offer when you find a few good friends to share with. When a friend becomes a lover it only increases this feeling connected and immersed and such a connection makes you want to stay for that reason as well. It mainly is, or at least should be, a friendly Hotel California that actually does have an exit when troubles appear. You can log off and do not have to login again . . . just we tend to choose to login again, also after troubles and also after departing for a shorter or longer period.
So we all are fucked?
Only if you insist to look at it like that for the rest of your life. Being fucked for real (physically) has a start and end, right? When people appreciate it they will have many starts and ends in that way. Because yes, being fucked can be very nice of course when done well ; )) But if someone does not appreciate it anymore it is better to not start again instead of pretending to still like it. It then is time to leave it behind as ways of connecting. So, when you feel fucked in a way like shit happening to you . . . . you also should end it. Why pretend to still like it when you actually do not? You fool yourself with believing it all can be magically restored as long as you keep your focus on that. Denial is a powerful force yes. It prevents you to have to face the reality of having reached an end. But why engage yourself into a wishful thinking connection while knowing you do have the power to end it? Yes, it needs a shift of your mind. It needs a choice to accept that something or someone you used to feel as a nice part of your life is no longer that nice part anymore. You need new experiences and new beginnings.
Yeah, yeah . . . how to do so huh?
I won’t tell you it is easy no. But it matters to not go down on what happens to you in your life. I know it is easier to blame someone or something, like I kind of blame the system for not regulating climate changes fast enough. But even when a blame would be legitimate and correct, it does not help to move past the consequences of it when you get stuck into blaming and go blind on moving on. To disconnect from something or someone you feel bad with is the only way to move on. A checkout AND leave yes. Away from the Hotel. I may be not able to disconnect from the systems that rule my life with sometimes less pleasant consequences, but I am able to disconnect myself from feeling a victim or helpless. I can tell myself . . oh what the hell . . I still have my life and can be happy if I choose to do things that make me feel happy. I can live my life in a more sustainable way and try to make a difference by supporting Greenpeace or some other organisation with a certain influence on myself, politicians and companies.
Same with Second Life. If you feel bad with someone or something . . . disconnect from it and move on. Not doing so is trapping yourself into vicious circles of obsession with blames, victimhood or even revenge, because you think that makes you feel better. Revenge only makes things worse however, creating more frustrations and distrust. Revenge basically is tearing down a bridge that might still have existed before the revenge. It disables a way back. That should be your ultimate wake-up call to now really disconnect and move on instead of staring at your own literally unbridgeable gap.
Shit just happens and shit stays shit. It stays smelly and kind of not what you like to be your daily stuff. It also does not really matter who is responsible for shit that happened. If it is you yourself or another does not make the difference for yes or no actively choosing to move on and away from the destroyed bridge. The world is bigger than your shit you know. You can leave a shit Hotel so to speak. And you should eventually. Because time is precious and your life as well.
The bright side is your way out
So yes, above all . . . look at the bright side of life. Always. The fact many return to SL after a while indicates they still prefer to appreciate the good over the bad more. It will not change your shit into perfume. Of course not. Shit is not some sort of blessing either. It’s more a lesson and insight on how not to act maybe or what not to expect etc etc. But by looking at the bright side you can at least smile again on how shit was not the best way to smell nice. Smelling nice simply means needing a lot of humour and positivity. Because we do live in a shit world with many shit experiences and no one will be free of that. There are however more nice smells than bad smells if only you put your nose into the right direction.
And while I know that this epic song is on how people find themselves unable to leave their shit, I believe in us being able to leave shit, unless there is not one single alternative in the whole universe left to look at. That’s a big space . . . . and your mind as well is a big space. To suggest there would be no alternative way is an assumption I would not dare to say to be true. We like to choose easy ways yes . . . . and the alternative ways are not necessarily easy. Or at least not at the start, where you still feel torn between compassion for change and self-pity.
Are you playing guru or what?
Just listen . . . and get it
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
“Please bring me my wine”
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
The pink champagne on ice
And she said “We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “
And on that bright side . . .
The ‘subtitles’ for this video:
For who is interested: Hotel Universe
On time becoming meaningless and the possible death of our universe in which nothing exists anymore except darkness and cold. And nope, there also will be no Hotel California to run to, only Hotel Universe with no lights and no heating. I feel privileged to live in the present time (despite all dangers and shit all over the world) and I enjoy it every day. The link below redirects you to the last minutes of the video, about the end of time. It makes more sense however to watch all, for a better understanding, that is if you are interested in a bit of science.