Or the wonderful tree houses, where we felt safe, masters of the fortress, and open to fantasy.When we loose our innocence, we loose the safety those tree houses gave us.“When we stop playing –says Vincent-, we remain unprotected, alone in the wilderness, far from the world of dreams, having to face real enemies”.Full of hope, he points out that there are privileged human beings that are still capable, no matter what age they are, to build that tree house inside their soul and make themselves strong and invincible against adversity.There are many ways to do that, as long as we build it strong and keep in there some strong feelings, some strong knowledge, and keep out aggression and barbarity and inhumanity.And, as you might have guessed by now… let me tell you: Second Life is one hell of a tree house.The one that made us feel so strong when we where kids, the one place we felt safe to dream in.Lets play.Lets take care of our tree house. It’s a chance to have that magic place when we are too grown up to go climbing real trees.Covadonga Writer
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