Stormtroopers in the garden, such an image! This is so good, so touching, and so you; somehow speaking seamlessly over the vocalist, converting pain into beauty…
Oh Dale…what a beautiful comment,,,You know me, and when I obsess over a song…it’s because there is a poem inside, I needed to get this out of me and move on into health…Vashti’s song, was the catalyst. Thank you!
This touches the heart deep… it was too long, pain way too much…the chrysalis holding you in the acids disssolving, as the Being of Light is
forming… you arrise in your glory to create your beauty, renewed appreciation for your wings
Ohhh such a beautiful image Jan,,,yes sculpted out of pain…It’s behind me now, Alhamdulillah, thank you dear friend, for staying so close and so connected. 🤗💕🙏
This was almost a random rap from phrases
i had written down but the words go like this: If you woud like to translate them
Storm troopers in the garden kicking up the flowers holding me hostage days and weeks and hours.. i cling to my creator please help me get through as I protest out loud Hey, I’m not the enemy
Sleepless nights and endless hours of pain then more pain as they set me on fire
At the end of the day and I cling to my creator and cry out loud I am helpless i am helpless without you It’s all just too autoimmune
How long can this go on? I keep telling myself…it’s almost over…it won’t be long it won’t be long now it won’t be long…
I’m a dissolving worm hoping to get free wrapping my mottled body in
healing leaves..
but in the end…I know I will fly again…it won’t be long
Storm troopers in the garden kicking up the flowers holding me hostage days and weeks and hours.. i cling to my creator please help me get through as I protest out loud I’m not the enemy
Sleepless nights and endless hours of pain then more pain as they set me on fire
they take a break for an hour..and then they’re back at it again.. “We’re going to flail you alive you Enemy!!”
At the end of the day and I cling to my creator and cry out loud I am helpless i am helpless without you
It’s all just too autoimmune
Oh my, Sissy Poo ((hugs)). This was raw-vivid-emotional… YOU at your most authentic poetic self, helping us ‘feel what you feel’. I see You, I feel You, I hear You my beloved sister-friend. Those storm troopers in the garden have met their match… they’re going DOWN in this battle (throws some punches side-by-side for good measure!).
Awww Sissy..you always feel me…I know I’ll never go through another alone..with my mean wonderful Sissy by my side, throwing punches, weeding storm troopers two by two. I love you Sis!!
A really great depiction of the dealing with the irrational madness of illness. The pleas, the bargaining, the holding on for dear life, hoping that this too shall pass. And glad that it’s behind you now…
Dearest, dear Karima. An amazing expression of the depths you went, and out from those depths via prayer and trust even in the scariest times of it toward the unfolding of your healing and renewed wellness. I am so glad that you are doing so well now, and here’s to you becoming your fish self again soon! All blessing wishes with love~
Luna
Aww thank you so much Luna//every day better and better. I see my Dr. Wed and if he gives me the ok…will be back in the pool, Thursday…the fish, I was always meant to be:) Hugs you tight, thank you for all your prayers and healing and for sticking close to me.🙏💕🤗
What a deeply moving poem and such a soulful voice, Karima! I truly hope and pray that everything is well at your end now. Sending you lots of love, warm wishes, and heartfelt regards.🙏💐💗
Oh thank you so much Kaushal…yes I’m on the other side of this…and this flare-up is now behind me. Alhamdulillah.. Thank you for this comment….it means a lot to me.
This resonated with me to my core, literally and figuratively. Not only are we Fish Sisters, but we also share having an autoimmune disease. I have advanced Crohn’s Disease for which I take infusions to stay alive. I am so sorry you were in a “flare”, dear one. May peace be with you.
Oh wow Linda…I didn’t know and I am so sorry you too are part of the population suffering an autoimmune disease. Wow fish autoimmune sisters..be nicer if we were just fish sisters but thank you for your very understanding comment , from the inside out….you know Hugs!! 🤗
I admire your ability to make even your painful emotions into beautiful poetry that stirs the heart. Such a gift. 💖
Looking forward to playing Greedy again tomorrow. Hugs!
Oh Kate thank you for your inspiring words…I’m better! I mean I’m really better…going to my doctor to see if he gives me the OK to swim again…Then I will be totally recovered. 5 weeks of flare-up has convinced me..I hope to never do that again in my lifetime. and if I am lucky, this remission will take me through the rest of my life. Thank you too for always being so supportive of me…whatever I’m creating. Big hugs.
Stormtroopers in the garden, such an image! This is so good, so touching, and so you; somehow speaking seamlessly over the vocalist, converting pain into beauty…
Oh Dale…what a beautiful comment,,,You know me, and when I obsess over a song…it’s because there is a poem inside, I needed to get this out of me and move on into health…Vashti’s song, was the catalyst. Thank you!
This touches the heart deep… it was too long, pain way too much…the chrysalis holding you in the acids disssolving, as the Being of Light is
forming… you arrise in your glory to create your beauty, renewed appreciation for your wings
Ohhh such a beautiful image Jan,,,yes sculpted out of pain…It’s behind me now, Alhamdulillah, thank you dear friend, for staying so close and so connected. 🤗💕🙏
This was almost a random rap from phrases
i had written down but the words go like this: If you woud like to translate them
Storm troopers in the garden kicking up the flowers holding me hostage days and weeks and hours.. i cling to my creator please help me get through as I protest out loud Hey, I’m not the enemy
Sleepless nights and endless hours of pain then more pain as they set me on fire
At the end of the day and I cling to my creator and cry out loud I am helpless i am helpless without you It’s all just too autoimmune
How long can this go on? I keep telling myself…it’s almost over…it won’t be long it won’t be long now it won’t be long…
I’m a dissolving worm hoping to get free wrapping my mottled body in
healing leaves..
but in the end…I know I will fly again…it won’t be long
Storm troopers in the garden kicking up the flowers holding me hostage days and weeks and hours.. i cling to my creator please help me get through as I protest out loud I’m not the enemy
Sleepless nights and endless hours of pain then more pain as they set me on fire
they take a break for an hour..and then they’re back at it again.. “We’re going to flail you alive you Enemy!!”
At the end of the day and I cling to my creator and cry out loud I am helpless i am helpless without you
It’s all just too autoimmune
Karima Hoisan
August 6, 2026
Costa Rica
Oh my, Sissy Poo ((hugs)). This was raw-vivid-emotional… YOU at your most authentic poetic self, helping us ‘feel what you feel’. I see You, I feel You, I hear You my beloved sister-friend. Those storm troopers in the garden have met their match… they’re going DOWN in this battle (throws some punches side-by-side for good measure!).
Awww Sissy..you always feel me…I know I’ll never go through another alone..with my mean wonderful Sissy by my side, throwing punches, weeding storm troopers two by two. I love you Sis!!
A really great depiction of the dealing with the irrational madness of illness. The pleas, the bargaining, the holding on for dear life, hoping that this too shall pass. And glad that it’s behind you now…
Thank you Scottius…I know you know and yes you and me and my little universe has breathed a big sigh…it’s in the rear view mirror Alhamdulillah!
Dearest, dear Karima. An amazing expression of the depths you went, and out from those depths via prayer and trust even in the scariest times of it toward the unfolding of your healing and renewed wellness. I am so glad that you are doing so well now, and here’s to you becoming your fish self again soon! All blessing wishes with love~
Luna
Aww thank you so much Luna//every day better and better. I see my Dr. Wed and if he gives me the ok…will be back in the pool, Thursday…the fish, I was always meant to be:) Hugs you tight, thank you for all your prayers and healing and for sticking close to me.🙏💕🤗
What a deeply moving poem and such a soulful voice, Karima! I truly hope and pray that everything is well at your end now. Sending you lots of love, warm wishes, and heartfelt regards.🙏💐💗
Oh thank you so much Kaushal…yes I’m on the other side of this…and this flare-up is now behind me. Alhamdulillah.. Thank you for this comment….it means a lot to me.
This resonated with me to my core, literally and figuratively. Not only are we Fish Sisters, but we also share having an autoimmune disease. I have advanced Crohn’s Disease for which I take infusions to stay alive. I am so sorry you were in a “flare”, dear one. May peace be with you.
Oh wow Linda…I didn’t know and I am so sorry you too are part of the population suffering an autoimmune disease. Wow fish autoimmune sisters..be nicer if we were just fish sisters but thank you for your very understanding comment , from the inside out….you know Hugs!! 🤗
Dear Karima,
I admire your ability to make even your painful emotions into beautiful poetry that stirs the heart. Such a gift. 💖
Looking forward to playing Greedy again tomorrow. Hugs!
Thank you Joey.. that’s something we both can do:):) The great gift and joy of being able to create,,,See you tomorrow,,,with our bells on:):)
your art, the music and your tragic pain … so sorry you are suffering so much!
Glad your muse persists … keep creating, all my love xx
Oh Kate thank you for your inspiring words…I’m better! I mean I’m really better…going to my doctor to see if he gives me the OK to swim again…Then I will be totally recovered. 5 weeks of flare-up has convinced me..I hope to never do that again in my lifetime. and if I am lucky, this remission will take me through the rest of my life. Thank you too for always being so supportive of me…whatever I’m creating. Big hugs.
the joy you give to us is incomparable Karima … I only speak the truth … take care precious!
I know you have always lived your fullest in each and every moment, something I aspire to
Wow thank you again!!! You might get me back to creating something… sooner than even I had imagined. 🤗
great, I look forward to that!