Long have I hesitated to allow Stellai to become alive. Okay, I made the photostories with her and the new ScoonimDolls before I send the new ones off to their
new homes. I even allowed myself a little joke when it suited me in the comments after publishing the photostories, suggesting that there was more
going on in her life besides the photo series. But nothing more! For it was obvious that allowing Stellai to become more would mean a serious reduction of
my time. And time is precious. I can only spend it once.
But with every photo I took of Stellai her character became stronger and more vivid. And then my daughters started to mingle. They convinced me that
Facebook would be perfect for publicity. And I, who till then even did not have an account of my own, who never wanted to go on Facebook, who has to divide
his precious remaining time over already 3 women, I opened an account in her name...
I am no puppet!
The text below was originally posted on Facebook 2 June 2013 page of Stellai ScoonimDoll
Stellai In case you failed to notice: no strings on my arms, no strings on my legs, no strings on my head, NO STRINGS AT ALL. And furthermore at this very moment
I am writing and corresponding to you, I am thinking and I am pretty sure that I do make my own decisions, so I exist.
You may be pulling my leg, but you are definitely not pulling any strings on me. Except for the one in my pants I have none, and that one is not for you
You are taking it a bit too literally. I am more like a virtual puppeteer.
Stellai VIRTUAL PUPPETEER?? Please, give me a break!
You are just Koen, you are sitting more or less opposite of me behind your laptop communicating with me on facebook and I am writing back. There really
is nothing virtual in this picture.
Koen Well, that remains to be seen, because this whole conversation is taking place inside my head.
Stellai Now you really need to have your head examined, because I am here and you are there. I do not know what has made you come up with this thought, but you
are definitely wrong.
Virtual puppeteer, my ass!!
Stellai That is not mind control! I also could make them talk. Most of the time I had to make an effort to make them shut up!
Koen Indeed you could make them talk, but you had to do this through me.
Stellai Now, that is rather presumptuous, don’t you agree. And I also sense a smell of superiority here. Let me tell you that when our conversation is going
in the direction of you feeling superior over me, then this conversation will soon come to an end.
Koen I will try to keep that in mind. But it will not be easy.
Stellai You mean that you will try not to put in writing . But I can read from mind that you are thinking it!
Koen Am I to understand now that you think that you are reading my mind?
Stellai Clever guy!
Your thoughts are really not so hard to guess, you know.
Stellai Guessing what you think or reading your thoughts is the same.
Koen Oh, no! In this case there is a big difference.
Stellai Than in this case I think that ‘reading’ suits me better.
Koen No problem. Reading my mind is okay as long as you do not try to control it.
Stellai Now, that is an interesting thought. So, I am able to control your mind!? Then I can be your puppeteer!
Koen Not exactly. It is more like that I am putting my thoughts from one part of my brain to your thoughts in another part of my brain making you believe
that you can control my thoughts.
Stellai If that is what you like to think I hope that you start to realize now that your puppeteer-with-mind-control- idea is starting to show some serious
week spots! And so, I am sorry to inform you that if I should have considered - which for the record I did not - to believe you, I can now reasonably
presume that you are not controlling my mind.
Koen I understand that I cannot convince you at this moment, so I suggest we end this discussion. But be assured that we will have to talk about this again.
Stellai Just tell me when, then I will sharpen my knifes!
Stellai What do you think! You are my creator and for that I will be forever in your dept, and I made a promise to myself never to leave you, but I have
feelings to, you know. And I may be a doll, but I think I deserve to be treated with a bit more respect.