Potencia de La Poesía ~ Power of Poetry

Potencía de La Poesía (Power of Poetry) by Isabel Hermano

Potencia de La Poesía

for Isabel Hermano, the artist, who painted this one as a gift for me

Recited to the music of David Darling,”Sweet River”

When just a little choice makes everything so different
we might not even notice… at the time,
a meeting, a glance , a smell that draws us to an open doorway,
all of a sudden
the world shifts slightly on its brand new axis,
new roads push themselves up, out of the ground,
trails never walked upon, display their virgin paths for us to walk along.
We find we have flown miles and left the ruins behind,
and everything is new and opening into a sunrise
.
We say hello. We cross a street. We leave a job behind.
We find a word and lose our minds on starry nights of sighs.
We embrace it all and weep just because the beauty or the sadness fills our eyes,
or maybe we  pick up the phone, to hear a heart-felt laugh, or a panicked  desperate cry
then… all is changed forever after.

We step inside a painting, and swoon on poetic swings
that fly us high beyond the moon
,
or we just say “snap” in recognition that our brains are now aligned.  
We walk across the desert sands holding self-replenishing water in our hands,
and if we say yes to the offerings given where highways twist and bend,
or close our eyes, listening to that weakest voice,which actually knows
our history from the beginning to the end
,

and grab hold of the chance presented, without  ever questioning why or when,
then… we open them again…and
Oh Surprise! We see we’ve  changed.
This is no arcane magic or hidden trickery from futuristic memories
that brings us subtle riches, and directions for our hearts to see.

The power of  words for change is heard and is felt in the answering “Yes,”

because each yes, is a treasure map that if we do follow and trust,
will lead us always, to where we are supposed to be.

Karima Hoisan
August 17, 2011
San Isidro, Costa Rica


*please see author’s comment below


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“The Two” – Chapter Three – A Narrated Machinima Story

 I am presenting chapter three of my serial-video storytelling tale “The Two” hot off the YouTube uploads. If you are following the story, I hope you will find this new one interesting and entertaining. This is an on-going learning experience for me personally, besides being lots of fun, and challenging. The more I get into it, and the more I see other machinimas of much better quality, I see I am limited a bit by bandwidth, tools, and even my machine. Thirza Ember on her blog, SL®ArtsParks, gave me a generous nod, including me in the list of people who are making machinimas in Second Life. I must say, I was totally humbled by some of them, especially the “The Bee Myth” by Celestial Elf, or Chantal Harvey’s “Dreams We Live.” You Can check out her article and some of the better -made machinimas here at SL® ArtsParks
I hope you will like this latest episode of mine, and feedback is welcome. The movie is in high quality so you can watch it in full-screen and hopefully…Enjoy!

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“The Two” – Chapter Two – Narrated Machinima Prose Series

I’m proud to offer you the second installment in my new series “The Two.”
As in Chapter One, I composed the music that plays behind my voice. I hope you enjoy this latest Garage Band original “Sound track” (all 5 minutes of it) and the movie (which is quite action packed this episode) “Shhh… Spoilers!” Better just push play on YouTube and see for yourselves.
This Chapter was once again filmed in;
Second Life and Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand.
I want to give a special thanks to Menubar Memorial for his “particle trickery” that allowed a certain alien apparition to appear in Second Life. The Video is in high resolution so play it full-screen if you are so inclined and hopefully….

Enjoy!!

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Before The Uncreation – The Movie!

In Second Life I think we are blessed with a greater number of happy coincidences, moments of serendipity, and just plain old good timing, that sets the wheels and gears turning towards lasting friendships, walks down the virtual aisles to partnerships, or marriages, and my personal favorite; mutual inspiration in the arts. I think I have shared on this blog, many paintings, that have inspired my poetry, and even  an entire sim that was the catalyst for a prolonged prose narrative.
In one of those happy coincidental moments we never plan, I met Emperor Nobilis after one of  my poetry readings, and a few minutes later we discovered we had something very much in common, the TV series “Dr. Who.” A few days later he took me for a ride on his TARDIS. Little did I know then, that one of my poems I had recited had struck a chord with him, and today, a few months later, I share the final product with you all. Emperor, also known as ” Salsaman 321″ made the video you will see and used the track I had recorded at one of my recitals to the music of Elvis Presley, “Love Me Tender” sung by Nicholas Cage. So I am pleased to present to you “Before The Uncreation” The Movie by Emperor Nobilis (Salsaman 321) inspired by my poem. I think he did an excellent job of capturing the feeling of the final reshuffling of the cosmos. Enjoy!

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“The Two” – Chapter One – Narrated Machinima Prose Series

I happily present my next project, what now follows on the footsteps and fond memories of “The Colored Dreams” graphic prose series. I really am sort of surprised this came into being so quickly, as I thought I would wander and amble without any literary direction for awhile, getting used to the let-down, of not having a next chapter keeping me up too late at night and whipping me on. Some creatures, and creations, just ask to be born, and the gestation period gets speeded -up with the baby pushing his own way out on his own time schedule. I have learned to never contradict my muse. If she bears down on me in her own direction, I just let myself be pushed. I went for many years, blocked and unable to write, so this lingers in my anxieties, as I think the fountain might be shut off at any minute, and there is no sane reason to wait..to write, or imagine and just create.
As I have mentioned before, the art form of Machinima is new to me. I lack many of the tools (like a mouse) that would help me make smoother filming etc. but I find this form so exciting, that I am pushing on into it now,on my laptop and keypad, knowing that the tools of the trade will soon follow, but they are not the most important thing; the joy of creating something new and learning, and having fun doing it is. I am composing my own off-beat scores on Garage Band, playing my keypad like a keyboard and actually getting used to it. I do play piano in RL( more or less), so the music end of it is really catching my interest. In the end, may it be enjoyable for you, my friends and readers. I leave you now to see “The Two” and hope you will be intrigued enough, to get caught up in this new series. It is uploaded in good resolution, so please enjoy it in full-screen. The plot as I wrote in YouTube is basically:
“… where Karima, living her life of luxury on LINC Island, has a vision, a haunting, by a solitary girl, on a far away world, that has somehow intersected her own in a flash of lightening, and a strident clap of thunder..for reasons to be revealed…
Filmed in Second Life and Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand



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Heresy of The Intimate – The Movie!

I know..I’m like a kid with a new bicycle, ever since I was gifted a  screen capture program for making virtual videos ( machinima) This one was not filmed in Second Life, and die-hard Second Lifers please don’t be upset with me. I love Second Life with my heart and soul, but I don’t have a prim left to my name, and I have been able to build and create on an alternative world “Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand” and it has been an amazing personal experience for me. This little video I want to share with you, has my  avatar looking very different from what I am used to, and with no AO except for walking, it made it even hard to film using her, but I attempted to work around that fact. This is also the first time I decided to try my hand at some simple composing on Garage Band, so that I don’t keep getting banned in Germany on YouTube (well one time, for using a Hank William’s song) The wonderful sounds you hear, are all from The Freesound Project, and they are also on my world too. If you want to come visit, I wrote a post see: “Kitely – Where Colored Dreams Go To Rest”  a few posts back, explaining how to do that, and everyone is most welcome. This one is in high quality, so full screen looks great. Enjoy!

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Buoy In The Night…The Movie!

I present to you all my latest swim (literally) into those dark barely discovered waters (for me that is) of SL machinima and the technique of video capture. This is my second attempt, and I do see an improvement over my first “Too Far For Me” I have dedicated this little 6 minute movie to Happiness Merryman,  friend, co-sim owner, and someone who believes in me, as she put the camera in my hands (the capture program) and said, “Go make some awesome videos.”
So…I hope that she, along with you, my readers, enjoy “Buoy In The Night…The Movie!”
Please play it full screen and at the highest quality setting…

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Ramadan

the naked eye sees new moon over the horizon peek…

Tomorrow, Tuesday, July 9th begins the Islamic celebration of a month of fasting from before sunrise to sunset, generosity and kindness to those less fortunate, and a time of personal re-evaluation, and a purifying of the soul.
This is a re-posting of my post for Ramadan 2011. Last year I was fasting with a beautiful adopted family in Texas.. We never know from year to year where we might be, or where our holidays might find us…This year I am in Costa Rica and  feel connected to all who will be fasting..
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I wrote this poem below in 2007 when Ramadan was thought to fall on September 13th, and I was living in Jordan. It falls about 10 days earlier on the Gregorian Calendar every year.

Photo taken at The Criss Museum by Missy Rothmanay

I performed it yesterday in a reading at the Criss Museum in SL and a few people have asked to see the words. It is a poetic and simple sketch of some of the moments lived in this blessed month. In the hopes of sharing and bringing more understanding about a tradition many do not know much about, I offer it here on my blog today.

Ramadan Impressions 2007

The naked eye sees new moon over the horizon peek,
Mouth -to -mouth the news is spread around the world.
Ears on buzzing phone lines, whole networks going down;
Millions jumping in their cars to buy last minute treats.
Dates and cookies;
Nuts and seeds,
Fruit and tea..
don’t forget the dried apricot drink
Or sweet coffee.
Keep our bottled water at bedside,
Before dawn take our last drink.
Offer this time to cleansing our soul,
For healing the world
while fasting one month,
We should think of those who starve all year.

Time for us to read and reflect,
The Quran helps our spirits prepare.
When we hear the adthan being sung
We pray together, and it’s a family affair.

At sunset we wait for the muezzin to chant,
Break our fast with dates, water and prayer,
Eat fatoosh, lentil soup,  “Pass the stuffed grape leaves please,”
Then walk to mosque, in the cool evening air.

We visit our neighbors and relatives,
Talk and watch our favorite Ramadan fare,
Give alms to the poor and be kind to all,
Let our generosity show that we care.

We go to bed late after having sahour
A tasty 2am lunch to help our bodies repair.
Then wake before dawn and wash ourselves well,
The fast is renewed with the next Morning- Prayer.

Even young children take part in the fast.
They feel grown-up and proudly aware
We decorate our homes in stars and crescent moons,
And feel festive when we go anywhere.

Nothing can describe after fasting, the taste
Of a sip of water, or a bite of date.
A deliciously humbling flavor of gratitude
That is totally beyond compare.

By Karima  2007

*Author’s comments:
Ramadan begins tomorrow for millions of muslims  inshallah, as the new moon has been sighted. “Fatoosh” is a delicious salad of cucumber, tomato, radish onion with lemon peel all chopped fine with large bread crumbs in an oil in and lemon dressing..yummy 🙂  “Inshallah” means God Willing.
The “adthan” is another word for the muezzins call to prayer. Ramadan is a blessed and anticipated holiday every year of sacrifice and satisfaction lived together in family.

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Kitely-Where Colored Dreams Go To Rest

Heresy of The Intimate "Kitely - Virtual Worlds on Demand"

As I wrote in an earlier post, fate dragged me to an alternative virtual world about five weeks back, and dropped me off on an empty sim and said, “Make something.”
Being a die-hard Second Lifer, I had never set sail to the many other worlds out there on the virtual seas, but all of a sudden here I was at 
“Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand”  with no building skills and no idea what I would build if I could figure out how. I must say however, there is nothing like an empty green square staring at you that now wears your name as owner asking, “So what will you do with me?” to get the mother of invention we all seem to have, wake-up inside of us and answer it with something tangible. I let my kind of whacky off-beat subconscious dictate to me, and as no other voices were balancing it out, gave it free reign on the new world, and began to terraform, tall peaks, deep seas, and make eels and odd flexi things that moved with the wind.  Heresy of The Intimate was born.

The Eel Hatchery

One of the first and only actual structures I created was this “Eel Hatchery”that I put a stained glass roof upon, some mattresses/Arabic cushions on the 2nd floor (over the eels swimming in their respective tanks) and began to dream about what I could do with the rest of an empty sim. Why eels? Well because I was afraid of them, so making hatcheries, and building them homes from eggs to adult seemed to change them from relentless terror-producing little monsters to creatures as familiar as chickens (something I did grow up with in Real Life)

Before I knew it, I was making things...

Before I knew it, I was making things, and adding sounds everywhere. If flags were flapping in the breeze, I found a flag sound, if there was a snake under a rock I found a hiss sound etc, and by the way, a wonderful site to go to, to get just about any sound you can imagine, free, with just a simple registration process is: The Freesound Project.  I had to use the  scripts I could find out there in the LSL and Opensim Library and one of the easiest and simplest was the rotation script. I love rotating orbs, the calming hypnotic feeling they produce, and so many rotating spheres and orbs began to spring up in several spots  linked to some sculpture-like creations, that my subconscious was inventing, as fast as I could make them

abstract birds flew in the sky

All of a sudden I looked up one day, and abstract birds flew in the skies, strange fish rotated in the sea, and the desert sands of Heresy called out to be filled with something meaningful and beautiful. That category is beyond my skills as a builder, but then I remembered I had The Colored Dreams, the photo testimony of my series just completed, and so I began to scatter them around, each dream being housed in a little cave like arch, and resting on its place in the sand. You can visit them, walk around and hear the sounds surround you, remember the chapters if you have read them, and hopefully be inspired to read them if you have not yet done so.

It seemed like so much empty space to fill

It seemed like so much empty space to fill at first, but once I started, and let my mind out loose and free along the dunes, the world started to take shape and became a resting place for my Colored Dreams. Each chapter is represented, and some main themes,  such as fate/destiny and love after death, I have built small monuments for, so you will encounter an oncoming truck on a highway, or the glorious final dance. The mood is generally of peace, with some eeriness floating on top of breeze layers on the remote desert at night.

The Dreams are now in their own museum

The dreams are now in their own museum, and in a way it seems like that was what made it easier for me to write the words, “The End” on the last page, as I had identified so much with the tale,  I was not really prepared to end it. So now it doesn’t have to, it can stay alive on its own world and each person’s imagination who visits this world, perhaps will add their own fantasy to an already collective ethereal story.

Is there ever an escape...

Is there ever an escape from what is written on a marker and pounded into our timelines?

Underwater hospitality also offered

I have created a few places, some tents, and even a restaurant that offer the visitors a rest stop, a place to sit and contemplate, after they finish wandering over hills, plains, and mountain tops revisiting the chapters of the Colored Dreams.

The song of a whale calls out plaintively at the end of the world

The song of a whale calls out plaintively at the end of the world. Sonar pings echo into the darkness of the beyond. The end of a sim never felt so final as it does down here.

No one knows what lies beyond the barrier

No one knows what lies beyond the barrier but at my little “Orbhenge” I hint that it is all light, and resurrection into a brand new world. You can sleep on a rotating pillow, go into mouse-view and contemplate your own version of what this place means to you.

"Orbhenge" where the full moon is always in the middle

In the end, there is a feeling of peace and glorious dance and soaring that invites the heart to do the same, that Karima of the story did, when she trusted and took that leap into flight.

glorious flight of our human imaginations..

Now the only thing left, is to share it with anyone who would like to come. If you already have a viewer it is very easy. Just go to my website for my world here:  Heresy Of The Intimate  and you will be asked to download a plug-in that works with your SL viewer and you can log in with your Facebook account. That is the only way to log-in for now, but soon there will be alternatives to fb. Since my world is open to anyone and everyone who wants to visit it, we don’t need to be fb friends, so just go back to my page and “Enter World” If you enjoyed my Dream series, I hope you will enjoy the world that it spawned. Explore and Immerse. It is my hope many will come, and if inspired by what I did with limited skills,  perhaps make their own world too. Read all about the way it is set up as a virtual world on demand, as it makes it affordable to almost anyone to have their own sim and keep it indefinitely, as you are only charged the time you actually are on it. No reason why you can not do this and still be very much a part of the Second Life community. I see it as a great way for real artists and real builders to build, expand or import their art installations and keep them up, so we can go visit whenever we want to.

Contemplating the desert in the coolness of the night

I leave you with this last shot of my friend Mari who followed me from SL creating her own world, and  Ilan Tochner the CEO of  Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand, who along with Oren Hurvitz, is one of the visionaries, a friendly and very helpful co- creator of this new virtual world. He has come to Heresy twice to visit, and says he enjoys the peace and ambiance of the resting place for my beloved Colored Dreams. Really, if I can do it,(build a world) anyone can, and I would love to hear from those who have made the leap and come over to visit Heresy of The Intimate on Kitely. I hope you do agree that I have  given my Colored Dreams an honored and lasting resting place. Come visit soon.

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Poetry Afternoon at The Criss Museum Sat. July 30th 5pmslt

The Criss Museum of Contemporary Art in Second Life, one of the first artistic venues in SL that invited me to read my poetry, has called me back again, for a reading, this coming Saturday at 5pmslt. Katie and Scottj Criss, the proud owners, are celebrating a new location for their beautiful and tasteful gallery, that is home to some of the finest virtual  and real life art to be found in SL.
I will be reading for an hour at 5pmslt, my original poetry, many that were inspired by paintings and artists I first met at the Criss. I will also be performing for the first time in public, a poem, “Her Name Was Noor” that is deeply close to my heart, inspired by a painting by Sigfred Rodenberger. I have chosen, as always a collective mix of themes, styles. imagery and music to go along with them. So, I would like to invite all interested to join us on Saturday July 30th at the Criss. Come early or stay late, but see the great artists who are now showing:
Filthy Fluno
Bonafidenutts Aries
DavidWeiner Resident
Luko Enoch
Take a walk through their wonderful newly landscaped garden island and enjoy some fun poses too.
They also have a new Helipad and helicopter to take for a ride and paddle boats, so plan an afternoon at the Criss this coming Saturday.
Here is the taxi to fly you in safely: The Criss Museum
I hope you will join me and as always …enjoy the experience of the spoken word in a beautiful location.

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