All My Boats


All my boats tied up to posts upon the docks,
began to slip away.
It was not noticed by anyone,
their shiftings on the moorings,
their pullings on the sailor knots,
lolling in a windless, waveless bay.

They tugged the whole night long against the ropes,
to make their getaway.
It was not noticed by anyone,
when the lines began to serpentine,
uncoiling from those knotted fists;
flat and free they slipped through rings
in a graceful snake ballet.

I had a few I’d tethered even tighter than the rest.
These boats had given endless joy; I never felt alone.
Pretty in their sparkling lacquer, strong of hew and finely made,
I sailed uncharted fearlessly, just knowing they were mine.
It seems that Life is set, for everything to slip away…
It all escapes our childlike grasp, and bobs into the waves.

A sense of sadness lassoed me; I’ll miss them all.
Oh, how I loved to paint their decks,
to fly their flags, and sing their praise.
And yet, they looked majestic as they floated out to sea,
each forming wakes behind them, against the daylight’s dawn,
their departure only noticed now by me.

Karima Hoisan
May 17th, 2016
Costa Rica

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Ciudadano de Los Cielos

“Citizen of the Skies…Following the Footsteps of Jorge Newbery.”
Although this is the 18th Randt and Hoisan Production, as we say in Spanish, “Give honor to whom it is deserved” This was Nat’s baby ever since I mentioned the story to her. Nat is the “apassionada” the lover of anything that flies, and without her knowledge, her great collection of vintage planes, her set building talents, camera and direction, even her script writing abilities, this little biography would have never been born.
I will take a little credit for being a dashing (male) virtual tango dancer, a voice over narrator, a woman with her parasol, running to look at a pump:), the only one smiling in a serious picture:) and also the one who used a stick now and then on our creative donkey queen-director( Nat) who might have otherwise not finished it, until “the cows came home” (her words on her blog:) So that’s my little grain of sand.

Seriously, it was an honor to work on this project about an ancestor of a friend of ours, and we hope that our efforts please his family as well as him.
Nat has lots more to say (In German ) about it and you can see that on her blog right here:
Nat’s blog: CLICK

Thanks to our good friends-extras too for taking part in the filming. Their names are at the end;  they all were so patient and professional:)
Below is the film. HD and Full screen always recommended.  Enjoy!

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In Your Head

So, wouldn’t it be fun (I thought) if someone could make a Giant Head that we could divide into Left Brain-Right Brain and take our visitors for a ride? Whenever I have odd sculpting requests, (like a horse’s rear-end:) I always call on my favorite weird sculptor, RAG Randt


Thanks RAG for this Awesome- Sim-Wide Mesh Head!

So you can get an idea of the size, that bothersome tiny mosquito about to land on the bridge of his nose, is really, yours truly. And here is another shot:
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Then I asked my scripter friend, Dale Innis, a very much Left Brain kind of guy, if he would be interested in collaborating again on this, my newest and 9th world
on Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand. He said, “Sure!” and after a rather slow start (a year ago) today, we proudly present it to the public. Come visit and take the tour! When you arrive you will see a two-seater hover-board. Turn on your media, (video) set environmental settings to region default, and hop on the board and let it take you for a ride in Your Head, in Our Head, back and forth between the right and left brain.
Here are some pictures to pique your interest. These scenes and many many more await you.


Media on and take a seat!


The flow of creativity



The Boxes Must Never Touch!

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A Long-Tailed Pencil Breaker

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Yum Yum, Sushi!


Bubbling Teeth…because they can


Subtle and Hypnotic

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Ant Art– feel free to copy anything you see and take it home

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Top of Your Head; not just air up there

So, hopefully you are a little curious, and maybe motivated to come take our heady tour. Just click here and use any browser that has OpenSim capabilities. You might need to make a quick free avatar, but honestly OpenSim is a great adventure, and well worth it. Come visit soon!:

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Love is About Loving


“With Love” by h23b Deviant Art

Love is about loving…just give it away
Surprise someone, make them smile
Write “I love you on” a $20 bill
and let it drop the next time you shop.

Love is about connection
Let those loved ones from your past
know you still feel them
in your heart, after decades apart.

Love is so simple…so easy to show
say it eye to eye, send a card or a text
Touch someone, with love
and watch them smile the whole while.

Have I told you I love you?..Did you know?
Could you tell?
I forgot to say those three words
I guess, for you to answer me, “Yes.”

Love is about loving… just give it away
Surprise someone, make them smile
Just say, “I love you.” to those that you love
On the day before and after, Valentine’s Day.

Karima Hoisan
Feb. 13th 2016
Costa Rica

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Krewe de Zombies Presents Hogman!

What can that title possibly mean?? Well it means just what it says:)

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Poster by Natascha Randt

We’re  having an After-The-Bayou Parade celebration at my Bar, “Kari’s Bar and Dance,”
Saturday, January 30th! I have been part of the Krewe de Zombies since 2010 and it’s

Mardi Gras time again in New Toulouse! “Let The Good Times Roll”
Come Join us! This time we have the fabulous performer Hogman live on stage at 2:30slt
I will be spinning Zydeco before and after Hogman’s set.
The only thing “hoggy” about Hogman (see picture) might be, that he will hog your total attention while he is playing and singing.
Join Us! You’ll be sorry if you miss this one!
March on down to Kari’s this Saturday! The fun begins at 2:00slt. Kari’s Bar and Dance
I’ll be waiting for you…..



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The Embroidered Flower


The dragonfly had landed…to make that happen.

There was a day, when I decided to dive into a pool of water fully dressed.
On this day, I splashed and swam, in a long black dress of slippery polyester
silky – satin, smooth and cool.
On The full length sleeves, sewed tight at the wrist,

were embroidered flowers in bright pink thread, outlined in blue.
Shiny add – ons caught the morning light making little beacons lift off my arms while I moved them in slow rhythmic strokes.

The intermittent flashing reminded me of blinking lights,
as if they were all part of some long black aircraft carrier’s colorful runway,
bobbing on the waves, fueled by only sunlight, far far out at sea.

I stopped to catch my breath, resting my arms on the surface, I let them float almost weightless in the water, fingers outstretched.

Then so surprised, I almost flinched to see,
a black dragonfly, dropping rapidly down to land,
on top the brightly pink embroidered flower, at my wrist.
I held my breath, and hoped I would be, but an unobtrusive, out of focus background, just a harmless mountain dripping and looming,
over a garden of pink flowers, diamond-like adornments
sparkling here and there.
Every colorful flower was soaked with moisture, waiting to be emptied, and the dragonfly had landed… to make that happen.

I watched while he took in the pool water, filtered through brightly ordered and embroidered hand-stitched petaled patterns . He drank and he drank, but before he flew away, I was already lost in the deepest thought:
The flowers were fake; they were not real and yet, the dragonfly was not disappointed.
He believed them real and on a hot summer’s day, this water was also needed. These flowers soaked in my swimming strokes, hydrated and sated him.
No it was not nectar, not pollen, not sweet, nor sour; it was only water,
cool, neutral refreshing water, but it was enough.
Water is life.

While I pondered this message, because I saw there was one, in this impetuous and fortuitous gift of his unexpected landing,
I realized, the dragonfly thought them real, these bright embroidered clusters, and they called to him, and he drank, and It was real enough.

I think about my Second Life…where pixels replace skin and we use only words written on lines, and yet, for those of us, who see it real, we really can quench our thirst, for friendship, achievement, collaboration, satisfaction, even love. It doesn’t take anything more than that.
See it real, and it really can touch you, affect you, even fill you.

As I was resting at poolside, my arms folded on the tiles, that dragonfly returned. He landed on the very same flower, on the very same wrist, the pink threads still wet from my swim, and he drank again. This time, I was not surprised at all.
Of course he came back! Why wouldn’t he?

Karima Hoisan
Jan.11th, 2016
Costa Rica

*Footnote: This is the sleeve of the dress and  I thank my best Buddeh, Menubar Memorial, for turning that dragonfly, into a transparency, I could use . It was a re-enactment of the true event.:)

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I’d Like To Order…

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I’d Like To Order PEACE Please…For 2016.

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