6 KINDS OF ONE PRIM MODELS OF STREETLAMPS ** All for FREE and FULLPERM at STORE 02 (STREETLAMPS SECTOR) ** Use only one single script (*)!!

(*) if its at same SIM and when streetlamps are linked / script goes to the last streetlamp selected (root prim) // Enjoy :)

We are proud to present you the new Stark! magazine with the famous Nice Minik as photographer and the stunning model Bobbi Coulter. This issue is definately worth coming by at Stark to grab your copy.

You can get your copy of the magazine and vendors at the Stark landing point as usual.

3 new outfits in Steamland, Zetaworlds. "what a doll", "smokin hot", and "BwB's versatile retro bathingsuit" *sorry its been a while since I have added to the shop, RL has gotten chaotic :) Hope you enjoy.

Hello New Avatar [Male Dragon Quadrupe]

The new four-legged Dragon avatar is now available, if you have any questions you can use the box of restraints and I will read the problems A greeting, For next week the same avatar will be but a Female! Thank you

Wir, als Besitzer des Soul Grids sind entsetzt und geschockt von den Vorfällen in Amerika . Dies ist keine Demokratie mehr !

We, as owners of the Soul Grid, are horrified and shocked by the events in America. This is no longer a Democracy
Nasti and Rudi Bakerly
#BlackOutThuesday

The new vendors now have magazines with a new script version without OSSL modified by the wonderful Typhaine Artez. Thank you very much, Typhaine!

Get your updated vendor on the landing point at Stark!

Due to the move from Kitely to Zeta Worlds, I am a little late with the March edition. However, it will be delivered shortly. Promised!

See you!
Mathilda

Escape to a Tropical Jungle in Friends Grid

Imagine stepping into a lush tropical jungle where towering palms sway gently in the breeze, exotic flowers bloom among the dense vegetation, and the sounds of nature surround you.

Follow a winding jungle trail beneath a canopy of enormous trees and discover spectacular waterfalls hidden deep within the rainforest. Crystal-clear water cascades down rocky cliffs into beautiful natural pools, creating the perfect place to relax, swim, and bathe beneath the waterfalls. Feel the mist on your virtual skin as the water tumbles around you, while tropical birds fly overhead and colorful fish swim through the pools below.

Whether you want to explore the jungle, discover hidden waterfalls, swim in secluded lagoons, or simply find a peaceful place to relax, Friends Grid gives you the freedom to create your own tropical adventure. Build a private jungle retreat, invite your friends, or wander through the rainforest and see what you can discover.

In Friends Grid, paradise isn't just something you imagine—it is something you can create and experience. Your imagination is your only limitation!

Pictured above - Safine Mahoe in her Jungle creation


Come and let your imagination create your version of paradise! At friends grid, we offer active adults an island with 10,000 prim.

Contact @zuzubahro or @safinemahoe2 for details. https://friends-grid.com/

Wolf Territories Grid is excited to announce that we have completed our migration to 2 new server clusters (one for regions and one for the main grid). This included a zero-downtime migration of our databases and other systems, upgrading software, etc. We had a few niggles which we dealt with, but it's complete. We moved from an old proxmox cluster to two WolfStack clusters (https://wolfstack.org) this is software we developed in house to manage servers.

I decided to make it open and close with @FerdFrederix prim animator compiler script. https://www.outworldz.com/secondlife/posts/prim-compiler/ Thank you Ferd! Tucked inside is a pretty silver fairy choker. three.hills.grid.outworldz.net:8002:Monentes Jewelry

Nah und doch so fern

Mitten im Fluss der tausend Schritte,
wo jeder eilt und keiner bleibt,
steh ich zwischen all den Stimmen,
die der Wind vorübertreibt.

Gesichter ziehen lautlos weiter,
ein kurzer Blick, dann schon vorbei.
So viele Menschen, so viel Leben –
und doch fühlt sich die Seele frei...
nein, eher einsam, ungehört,
als hätte Zeit das Herz betört.

Wie oft berühren sich die Wege,
doch niemals wirklich Blick und Sinn.
Wir laufen dicht aneinander vorbei
und tragen Welten tief in uns drin.
Ich sehne mich nach einem Lächeln,
das nicht aus Höflichkeit entsteht.

Nach Worten, die nicht flüchtig klingen,
weil jemand wirklich neben mir steht.
Nicht die Nähe zweier Körper,
sondern die, die Herzen kennt.

Ein Augenblick, der leise sagt:
"Ich sehe dich."
Und der uns Menschen wieder Menschen nennt.
Vielleicht beginnt die große Veränderung
gar nicht mit lauten Reden oder Macht.
Vielleicht genügt ein offenes Herz,
das einem anderen entgegenlacht.
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Close, Yet So Far Away
In the river of a thousand footsteps,
where everyone moves and no one stays,
I stand among the countless voices
that drift away into the haze.

Faces pass like fleeting shadows,
a glance that fades before it's found.
So many people all around me,
yet silence is the loudest sound.
How often do our pathways cross,
while hearts remain unknown inside.

We walk so close to one another,
with unseen worlds we choose to hide.
I long for more than passing kindness,
more than words that disappear.

I long for someone truly listening,
for someone willing to draw near.
Not simply closeness of our bodies,
but the kind the soul can feel.

A quiet moment softly whispering,
"I see you."
A truth so simple, yet so real.
Perhaps the world begins to change
not through power, noise, or fame.
Perhaps it starts when one heart smiles
and gently calls another's name.

Alle an einem Tisch

Manchmal wünsche ich mir
nicht viel.

Kein Recht behalten.
Keine Fahnen,
die höher wehen als das Herz.

Nur einen langen Tisch.

Einen Platz,
an dem niemand zuerst gefragt wird,
woher er kommt,
wen er liebt,
welchen Namen Gott für ihn trägt
oder welche Sprache seine Kindheit hatte.

Nur einen Stuhl.

Und Zeit.

Zeit, einander anzusehen,
ohne Misstrauen in den Augen.
Zeit, ein Lächeln zu teilen,
bevor ein Urteil fällt.

Vielleicht würden wir entdecken,
dass Brot überall gleich duftet.
Dass Kinder überall gleich lachen.
Dass Tränen
keine Religion kennen.

Vielleicht würden wir merken,
wie klein der Abstand zwischen Menschen ist,
wenn niemand Mauern dazwischen baut.

An diesem Tisch
dürfte jeder erzählen.

Von seiner Heimat.
Von seiner Hoffnung.
Von seinem Schmerz.

Und niemand müsste lauter sprechen
als der andere.

Ich weiß,
es ist nur ein Traum.

Aber jeder Frieden
war einmal nichts weiter
als der mutige Wunsch eines Menschen,

dass eines Tages

alle

an einem Tisch sitzen.

Dorena Verne

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All at One Table

Sometimes I don't wish for much.

Not to be right.
No flags waving higher than the heart.

Just a long table.

A place where no one is first asked where they come from, whom they love, what name God has for them, or what language they spoke as a child.

Just a chair.

And time.

Time to look at each other without suspicion in our eyes.
Time to share a smile before judgment is passed.

Perhaps we would discover that bread smells the same everywhere. That children laugh the same everywhere. That tears know no religion.

Perhaps we would realize how small the distance between people is when no one builds walls between them.

At this table, everyone could tell their story.

About their homeland.
About their hope.
About their pain.

And no one would have to speak louder than anyone else.

I know,
it's just a dream.

But every peace
was once nothing more
than the courageous wish of one person,

that one day

everyone

would sit at one table.

Dorena Verne