In honor of scary things in this month of honoring horror and fear and death *smiles, I give you my offering in this category. Natascha took me to a scary sim today in SL called Tim’s Dream It Was scary but I told her later, it made me want to describe my greatest childhood (and adult) nightmare, and then naturally share it. I ran to Kitely and began to carve out this poem you will hear below, into virtuality. I’m hoping to have my world ,”Float” open for any intrepid grid hoppers to stop by on Halloween. I want to make this poem, come to life, and all who visit will get a taste of what horrors our own imaginations can conjure up if we are floating in an ocean in the dark. I composed this strange piece, which reminded me of perhaps what large stalking fish might play if they were circling around before their dinnertime. I encourage all of you to click on the hyperlink in bold called “Afloat” to listen to me recite it to this odd music. It’s an mp3 file you can just stream in your browser or feel free to download…and Enjoy! The photos were taken on Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand on “Float” I hope you will come take the experience on Halloween. (I hope I finish it by then too:)
“…and there are the nightmares that float you, and put you out to sea.”
Please listen to the mp3 file of the poem recited to my original music written for it.
Click this link: “Afloat” by Karima Hoisan.mp3
“Your legs drag in the water like lures, but you don’t move,
for fear it might be your last.”
Afloat
There are nightmares that chase you, or trap you and enclose you inside,
and there are the nightmares that float you, and put you out to sea.
In the middle… in the middle of the ocean, beneath a moonless midnight sky,
a million stars too far away to save you.. you just float in dark insecurity
What could be under you, or what’s that sound, and what attaches to that fin that’s going around?
Are you the main course of a feeding- frenzy that below you, now begins to organize?
And what’s the little splash, and that silvery light that just streaked passed?
Your legs drag in the water like lures, but you don’t move, for fear it might be your last.
Helpless… you are helpless and there is no where to go to feel safe.
And the water is getting colder and the night is blacker than it was an hour ago,
and your imagination models every tentacle and tooth, until you begin to feel them and know, the brushing past your calves and ripping ‘n snapping at the leather of your soles.
No where and no one and nothing you can see above or below… but you’re not alone.
And the water ripples, and now and then something comes up hard and bumps your boat.
You’re trying to stay calm as you talk yourself down, praying you’ ll still be here by the dawn,
as one -thousand cold blooded eyes, watch you fear-filled & paralyzed,
bobbing on the surface afloat.
Karima Hoisan
Oct. 18, 2012
“Float” Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand
Digital Rabbit Hole 
Wow.. so amazing:!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Aww Thank you Zoey …put your zombie to do a slow shuffle to this one:)
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Brilliant Karima i felt every heart beating anticipatory moment, after all there is nothing scarier than your self and the boogeyman.
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Thanks sweet…yes we are the best of horror writers especially if left alone in the dark and….afloat:) Happy Halloween:)
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Scary, horrible and very real…..got goosebumps while imagining your spine – chilling scenery.
And because there are no ghosts, zombies or other weird invented characters….this poem creates an authentic feeling, which makes it so awesome !!
Way to go, my dear ! 🙂
And hoping, you will never ever experience this !!!
The music underlines it perfectly, like always ****
Besito de Baviera
Isabel
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Aww thank you Isabel. I think as Sanne says, there is nothing as scary as ourselves, our own imaginations of what might be..and in this case, what might be swimming down under us..ooooo so scary to me:) I am glad you liked the music too..I wanted to get that slightly “off quality” that Angelo Badalamenti has in so many of his compositions he does for David Lynch..but I feel it turned out a bit like one of Tom Waits darker pieces..”Waitsesque” but of course I am influenced by him too. Still in the end, it was just a Karima Garage Band..play-it-on-my -keypad backtrack:) Besos Bavarian Bella:)
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Just Fabulous! You have piqued the imagination to be sure. There is an old dicho among the French dueling elite. “Fear cuts deeper than the sword.” Your chef-d’ oeuvre seems to evoke that idea. Your mentor, Edgar would delight in what you have concocted here as of course do I. But the coup de grace is, your enchanting voice in rhythm with the music you so expertly have composed. As always, I am in awe of your endless creativity. Thank you.
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Thank you Hoyt..I started playing with the pitch tab and this music was born.I thought”wow that sounds creepy” smiles. So glad you liked the poem that I wrote after the music..Sometimes, many times, I need the music to find the words.. as was in this case..Happy Spooky Time Ruco:)
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Holy Crap, Karima! Scary Good one!! Yeah!! 🙂
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Laughs aww thanks..nice to get a rise out of you Spiral..Boo!
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Hi-)) I just went by there and posted it here-))
http://www.kitely.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=948
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Hi Minethere…thank you for visiting Float:) so….did you like your stay? smiles.. I hope so..:)
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I always enjoy your artistic expression in your regions-)) I could not stay as long as needed to explore a bit, but I expect others will…
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