Meet Halima

VID: “The Woman” Video – A Poetic Illustration

Halima — Mon, 07 Jun 2010 13:07:52 +0000

I created this video of a poetic letter and added some illustration to it and some music I created to the best of my ability with nothing I have but my voice and some freeware. So don’t expect much. But uh, it’s about a lesbian woman who has a love interest in a straight woman. The point of view switches but should be interesting to some degree. Note, there is a spelling error in the video. The word ‘destory’ when you see it should be ‘destroy’. I got lazy and didn’t feel like reopening graphics software to make the edit to then insert into the video through the video-editing software to then save as movie and blah blah. A lot of work and it’s still in draft state. But it’s something for now. I’ve included the words of the movie below the video. Ok, you can play the video or scroll down read the text, whichever you prefer. If you don’t see the video, then click here.Enjoy as-is.

Script:

I’ve taken a liking to this woman; a liking that started a few years back. I write about her; writing about her now. Just about every piece of poetry, short story and letter form on this site has something to do with her. Not entirely but a word or phrase, sentence or stanza, one or multiple, period, comma, her words woven neatly into as a sign for her that hey I’m talking to and about you because I know she’ll stop by for a read. All pieces here and there that if you put all pieces together you’ll get a clear cut photo of her identity — the bigger picture even hers has been embedded in certain images. Point to subtle seduction on levels beyond the conscious mind. So there be things in fact in my works that pertain to her. Potentially even a song; bits of it intertwined with something else. She knew and yet she felt confused. Be not, I was appealing to your subconsiousness like a seed planted in fertile soil awaiting growth to be brought towards the surface and out into open’s warm embrace: The Invitation.

I’ve expressed to her how I feel about her. Didn’t expect feelings to be reciprocated. How could I expect anything from someone who declares a path on the straight and narrow? In other words and in her words she still loves men. Well alright. I seriously couldn’t careless because my goal was never to get her to pull the plug out of the socket. Intent never to get her to destroy the outlet of her attraction and affection. Love ‘em all you want. It’s me I wanted you to see. Where your focus was zoomed in on me like you zoom in on one particular guy of interest in any given moment like a high-powered lens. Like how I’ve got your attention even now and your thoughts of others are where now? hehe. But the goal was to be long lasting like intimacy and not just a moment as a quickie and then flee.

I knew I didn’t stand a chance, due to her obvious strong interest in men. But sometimes I felt otherwise; that something about her is telling me there is a possibility of an opportunity that has something to do with this beautiful and talented woman actually being drawn to me. Possibility’s opportunity, not like some off chance with terrible odds as attempts at ever winning the lottery. I am fascinated by her being, from that which I know thus far. So I spoke of it, of my clear interest. so clear confusion had no life. Put out questions and statements to feel where her boundaries had once been set. Now to see where to they had been moved because the borders had shifted no doubt — or so I thought. Wrong I must have been. Did I really feel I was wrong? Either way, don’t mind being incorrect, so long as my observations and third eye are INDEED inaccurate.

I came back to Austin to be near this woman as I jokingly put it to her, ‘to woo’ her. I enjoyed our conversations and I wanted to be closer to her – among other reasons for my return. So I made it happen. Her fascinating nature amazes me. And even more she is an astounding and profound poet, writer and interesting woman that I’ve come to know and grow fond of. She is an inspiration. A reason to breathe.

I am picky who I let into my life and she’s [special]. I’ve no shame to say I’ve got very few friends, but an abundance of acquaintances. They’re everywhere and I mean all over the damn world. So I let her in to be close to my being.

Get to know me, Halima Mitchell, in ways that others try but fail because they don’t meet my standards. Standards that are high for good reason. I don’t throw around the word friend as if it holds little to no value like pennies gone dropped on the ground, then walked all over and kicked and lastly easily forgotten and never missed. I’m the one to pick ‘em up. If I consider you a friend, it’s my way of saying you are valuable to me on levels others struggle to be. If I’d love to have you as my woman, then it’s my way of saying you are a RARE find. A find that is priceless. A find worthy of me and me of you equally. Equal opportunity sought after with you regarding gender only.

She and I met in person years ago on “business” rather than anything personal. I hadn’t expected to be attracted to her when our meeting was set up. Just a lady who was interested in putting notes of sounds with a rhythmic and melodic flow behind her poetry. A mutual acquaintance sent her my way. I knew I had an attraction to her then like a bee to honey but instead of stopping to indulge continues to pass by to return later. But nothing I had actually pondered on: the attraction I mean. I was too wrapped up in a honeycomb elsewhere, my heart in another hive regarding another woman, who was playing the notes of my song like a butcher with knife to a slab of meat. Way too wrapped up to explore my attraction to this absolutely stunning woman who stood with a glow before me. A glow like the millions of stars that light up the sky at night or like the true source of light of the Earth, she lit up the darkness of my soul. But like we all do at times suppress that light with something else. That other woman was just that.

Over time, I started to think of her, explored and acknowledge my obvious attraction to her. And since I’m no person to withhold information regarding my feelings once a security clearance has been approved and passed, I had to let her know, Even though I knew she kept checking mail in her inbox. She treated me like spam — without regards that sometimes a gem is found in the rough. That even buried in junk there is without a doubt something of value that’s been wrongfully misplaced and therefore wrongfully filed in one’s own mind. So how does one remove themselves from that person’s junk and gain a rightful place in that person’s “inbox”? There is a simple and easy solution to that.

Should I continue on?

VID: “How to Fist a Toilet” Music Video

Halima — Fri, 28 May 2010 04:39:50 +0000

Watch and listen is all I can say. I put this one on YouTube instead of streaming it from my host this time. Some videos I’ll post on there while others will only be shown on here. But anyway, have a watch of this video. Make sure you have some Germ-X or some kind of hand sanitizer with you. If you are anything like me, then just watching it will make you want to wash your hands. I still can’t believe I recorded this. I must be ridiculously bored and nothing better to do with my video camera. Shame, shame. Enjoy.

VID: “You Are” Music Video

Halima — Mon, 24 May 2010 04:06:26 +0000

This is a music video. The song in it is about love found and feelings expressed about her. It’s really short. Don’t expect something all fabulous and lengthy using some sort of professional equipment. I “specialize” in short works when it comes to multimedia and use freeware. I didn’t have people to play roles in my video so I went out and captured some birds. It was a challenge that’s for sure. But I wasn’t going to spend all day looking for some birds that wanted to feature in my music video. haha. They weren’t very cooperative. Naw, they were fine actually. I found a few but they weren’t exactly doing what I had wanted them to do and well can’t make them do something. So, the video is what it is. *shrugs* At some point I’ll buy a drum machine. But until then it’ll have to be vocals only.You may want to push play and then pause and give it a couple of minutes or so to load before you watch the whole thing. That way you aren’t having some buffering issues. Your choice.