In Memory of Geocities In loving memory of that site that many of us grew to love, I’m writing the rest of this post in scrolling marquee text in three fonts, with various color schemes. - Marocharim Ah, Geocities. Truly one-of-a-kind during its time… I remember those days when I fiddled around with frames, fonts, and yes, scrolling marquee. I was all but 14, maybe 15 years old, playing around with HTML codes that were still a bit distant to me. Your legacy lives on, in the form of those shiny glittery glowing CSS backgrounds everyone used in Friendster and Multiply. Geocities made things so much simple back then. Before the days of WYSIWYG editors and WordPress, Geocities – and Notepad or Microsoft FrontPage or whatever – was all we had to conquer this Brave New World called the personal homepage. Good times, before “blogging” became the buzzword. Geocities was our world – our apple – and we ate through its core. In the moment that you’re reading this – or you’re trying to read this – you probably think that you wouldn’t have wanted to live in a time of 56 KBPS or Windows 95. You probably would be laughing out loud at the prospect of having little to no ads at all, or having to start writing everything with enclosed brackets. It’s nice to see the Internet grow, but like everything else, sometimes you just have to let them go. And yet that’s what makes it all worthwhile… the passage of time where there is no time, the movement of space where it does not exist. Before celebrities and pundits, before events and awards and media coverage, Geocities was a place where people just… basically fucked around with tables and “Blink” tags that don’t seem to work anymore. Yet that’s the most important lesson we can learn from the death of Geocities; that all of this is temporary. I don’t know whatever happened to my Geocities – heaven knows whatever happened in those sites of yore – but as simple Web technologies grow, so should we who use it. We should adapt. We should improve. Most of all, we should hold on to what we regard as most important. Our thoughts, our friends, the chronicles of our lives that somehow are not enough for words. As we all who used it say goodbye to Geocities, let it be known that it had opened a gate for us to be more articulate, to open up our spaces, and to realize and recognize that our spaces are places we should defend and cherish. While Geocities was merely the beginning to this Brave New World called “blogging” or “personal home pages,” we have barely made a stride into the journey that awaits all of us. Goodbye, Geocities. One day soon, we will meet again. Hopefully.