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Isles of Aquarius
Walking along the avenue of the Isles of Aquarius, I felt that they could well be part of Plato's lost Atlantis, resurfacing from the same seabed, perhaps thanks to the natural disaster that submerged it. I was thinking of the structures that are emerging in the swamps and rivers due to the drought, as monuments that remind them of what one day they were and will never be again. This sim, with a structure and color harmonizing with the background through which it continues, becomes a monument to yesterday and tomorrow, a bridge between generations where the common, omnipresent and life-giving link is the great ocean. That ocean, with its purifying water, returns to us our own constructions transformed like the father who smiles at his son's toy plane. A father who also requires the care of his children.
travellintimesecondlife2.wordpress.com/2023/04/20/fantasy...
Isles of Aquarius
Walking along the avenue of the Isles of Aquarius, I felt that they could well be part of Plato's lost Atlantis, resurfacing from the same seabed, perhaps thanks to the natural disaster that submerged it. I was thinking of the structures that are emerging in the swamps and rivers due to the drought, as monuments that remind them of what one day they were and will never be again. This sim, with a structure and color harmonizing with the background through which it continues, becomes a monument to yesterday and tomorrow, a bridge between generations where the common, omnipresent and life-giving link is the great ocean. That ocean, with its purifying water, returns to us our own constructions transformed like the father who smiles at his son's toy plane. A father who also requires the care of his children.
travellintimesecondlife2.wordpress.com/2023/04/20/fantasy...