Whilst wandering in the trenchy threads of Reddit, I discovered some best phases of lesbian blogoshperes. All those good-intentioned hoaxs, talented sockpuppets from early 2000s and some even date back to 90s. People tracing those lies while communicating with each other on discussion boards and forums. For the past few days, I went down the rabbit hole of old school blogs of lesbians and came across so many unimaginable (retrospectively speaking) things. Starting from the Acanit which was followed by a great literary experiment of Plain Layne to the most famous one that catfished the entire internet, Gay Girl in Damascus, the old internet is nothing but a big, beautiful museum of hoaxs (which is, by the way, a legitimate website called "Museum of Hoaxes"). Oh, dear screen, the opaque yet magic mirror, I can sit infront of you and scribe my own image for others' eyes. Fleshing out a cyber human with intricate lies, labyrinthine personas, web of communities around it trapping all kinds of bugs.
When I was on a reading spree of these webbed diaries and blogs, there was a tinge of nostalgia. Now, it has become crowdy. It has become easy to track down people and even, easier to create an entire clan just to hide behind a screen. We are all reflections of our own lies (or, fantasies...?)
- Oizys.
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