It's nearly time to hit the road and find some business partners. A certain rival, I--x, has quit town so there can be no confusion, now, as to what I mean by 3D. For me 3D, like time travel, is an every day thing. Parallax is a waste of time
because in 3D objects move in all directions; not only is parallax solved by shutter speed, 60 fps, but all the techniques are
backwardly compatible. One can see that a news program, for example, with its three cameras exists in 2D for cultural
rather than scientific reasons. And indeed, popular stereography goes back to origin of photography itself (1850AD)
My techniques are simple and sculptural, rather than graphic as I believe the common strand of art is the pursuit of
immortality. That might mean computer generating someone middle aged such as myself as a teenager, or retired
famous artists, or even artists from the earliest days of the talkies.
I'm going to approach Sky City Casino AGAIN, diplomatically not mentioning the failed I--- or even the failed Deep V----, so noone can say I'm difficult or didn't let them have a look in.
a study toward sonnet #138 by FisherKingKQJ in C flat
He plunged into me fast, into my abyss,
We yelled in unison, and his large palms
Resumed their circular massaging bliss,
I was searching out his rhythm, my arms
Now enforcing the beat of my own charms;
Around his vertebrae and hips I snuck
My thighs and heels so quashing any qualms,
I arched my pelvis to meet buck with buck...
He collapsed, I yelled as ecstasy struck
Into the sky comets; he pushed his face
Into my hair. Then it was my good luck
He rolled his weight off me to give me space.
We drifted toward a world more frantic;
For now, we listened to the quartz clock tick.
{3D interactive chorus, in D flat:}
We drifted toward a world more frantic.
We drifted toward a world more rabid.
We drifted toward a world more wild.