Tierra Dorada
(for ieko Catnap the artist)
Golden prim of Creation
out of the gasses and water you rise…
the first idea ..the first word
“Be”
Ancestors, ore’s millenniums,
humans float and fall on bobbing tides of eons
Sculpted by the Dreamer
and we dream within you.
A block, that became a sphere, that came alive…
You left Your brush for some to pick up.
You left the words that poets drink with our creative straws,
sipping nectar from yellow petals,
rising up, morphing from sunny toddlers to the hunched silhouettes
of winter’s dimming light,
fluxing, changing land of all our hopes and tears,
There is no other dream or Dreamer but You.
Karima Hoisan
June 6, 2010
Virtual Art Gallery LINC Island SL
*Footnote: I decided to post this poem of 12 years ago, because someone new
discovered it in a poetry book I had published, virtually in 2010 in Second Life.
The book is called, “Digital Rabbit Hole” and this blog was born from it…way back then.
It also is appropriate as I am finishing building a new virtual world…and like all of them,
It starts with an idea and just one prim, one building block:) Amazing!
Digital Rabbit Hole 
Beautiful! And matches the picture so well. It all comes from the Golden Prim (the P’u, the Uncarved Block, as Taoism has it). Just as you say!
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Thank you so much Dale…as a virtual world creator, you know the feeling of having an idea and little by little realizing it. It is the miniature of what we see all around us:) Everything starts with that first block….
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Both painting and poem are excellent!!! Thanks for sharing them!!
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Thank you Collin for reading and enjoying this older one. When I saw it again, it was like seeing it for the first time..I had never posted it before…was a gift to be re-introduced to it…so many years later:)
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You are most welcome! They were great! Hopefully, you may come across some other semi-forgotten gems to post here! 😉
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i had to google the virtual reality meaning of prim to fully enter into this poem🤗it’s a fascinating concept, this basic building block that gives rise to a specific creation🤗reminds me of the seed thought that a meditation can explicate into various insights: the primal building block🙏🏼💥this, in turn, reminds me to be aware of where i allow the mind to roam so that the creations will be harmonious with my central life focus & direction. world-building indeed!🙏🏼🦋🙏🏼
thank you for this provocative reminder, all from a single word! i love the poem, expressing that single word prim so well. it’s a really good reminder to live our lives as consciously creative as possible❤️🙏🏼❤️
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If I win the lottery, I am buying you a computer, so you can join me in making prim after prim to build your special virtual place… I know J. you would take to it as a duck to water as you do with every creative thing and medium you discover:):) But even without prims and VR you complete your last line of this comment and truly do live as consciously creative as possible!! I love this comment my soulkin…I bless my good fortune in meeting you…just when we did ❤️🤗
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it is oh so mutual, well-met soulkin😘🎈
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❤️🤗❤️
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I love this sort of painting… where one must immerse oneself in the meaning of yellow.
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Ohhh yes…and I love your comment!
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thanks.
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so beautiful, your art and words fit well!
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Thank you Kate..Yes ieko (from France) is very talented:) So glad you enjoyed it.
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Karima… It is you that is amazing ! Where have you been. I thought you took me off of your list ! You have the heart…of an old soul Karima.
marc… Your friend in French Polynesia. Thanks for the call out….. I think.
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Hi Marc, still here..would never do that! I was sick with Covid for weeks but I am almost over it all..Thank you for that compliment…”heart of an old soul, it says a lot.. Hope all is well in your part of the world.. Take care and thank you again for reading me:)
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YA OA TOA, KARIMA! translation : Tahitian for: No ! Thank You !
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This is something new for me, Karima! Thank you for introducing prim, the golden prim. One has to immerse oneself in your poem to relish it. Both verses and artwork are awesome. Keep it up, Karima! My best wishes ❤️💐🙏
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Ahh thank you Kaushal…Yes the prim is the cube that begins everything in a virtual life..and who knows? Perhaps it was our beginning too:) This painting, made me ponder it all and I am so glad you liked what it inspired:) Take care my find:) 🌹🦋❤️
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Wow, what a beautiful piece about creation. Brilliantly done!!
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Aww thank you so much Joyce for your superlative!!! So happy you enjoyed it!
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I sure did. Thank you for sharing, as always!
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Thank you my friend 🤗
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You’re welcome.
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Nice poem and painting! Thanks for sharing.
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What a delightful education you share with us Karima, I always expect something completely unique to learn when I dare to venture into this virtual world that starts with prim (the cube). I absolutely love the golden yellow color in this piece of artwork, so lovely indeed.
Your words are so creatively provoking also.
“You left the words that poets drink with our creative straws,
sipping nectar from yellow petals,
rising up, morphing from sunny toddlers to the hunched silhouettes
of winter’s dimming light,
fluxing, changing land of all our hopes and tears,
These lines are exquisitely beautiful Karima. Thank you for sharing the painting, explaining and teaching some of us about prim and your lovely words always. Sending you lots of love and continued prayers for total recovery. Big hugs sweetie, Joni ❤️
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