tripod selfie playing card

tripod selfie playing card
tripod selfie playing card

3d $flipbook

3d $flipbook
4K money application

touchie card

touchie card
key to the celestial city

interactive movies

Friday, April 29, 2005

a study toward sonnet #610 by FisherKingKQJ

I learnt by bush telegraph and grapevine
That she liked someone else very much;
I stroked her on the elbow as a sign-
She didn't draw back from agape touch.
I boned up on my angst and double dutch,
She'd ogled me once or perhaps thrice,
It might be schmooze by a versed nonsuch,
As beauties sometime fend off by being nice.
I'm nondescript and rarely looked at twice-
If she touched me, I might kneejerk away
However much I wanted our lives to splice-
She hasn't yet given other boys yea or nay.
She broke up with her beau a week ago-
Would I be cream or curd of that farrago?

(Chorus)
Would I be cream or curd of that farrago? SPADES
Would I be cream or curd of that jumble? CLUBS
Would I be cream or curd of that mishmash? DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Thursday, April 28, 2005

a study toward sonnet #609 by FisherKingKQJ

The sea is milky and plankton irridescent,
The beach is sickle silver at first glimpse,
The moon itself cuts a white gold crescent,
One figure lumbers and one outline limps.
My white knight isn't the kind who skimps
On love for me when weighted for bedrock
Escapades, won't bobble in bends like blimps
Thrown up by thermal vents, tectonic shock.
My love falls deep in love by stage and stock,
We drag our feet in white bauxite and sand,
He in diver's brass, me in artist's white smock,
In my sandals sand, in my hand his hand.
Beneath his nose swims a faithful sea horse,
Love sidles up, he is not choked or hoarse.

(Chorus)
Beneath his nose swims a faithful sea horse. SPADES
Beneath his nose swims a faithful sea geegee. CLUBS
Beneath his nose swims a faithful sea nag. DIAMONDS
[l14 lengthened 1 letter to match l1 for typeset.]
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

a study toward sonnet #608 by FisherKingKQJ

I gave him this submarine soft dead leg,
But even the bouyant salt water betrayed
The lack of consequence as my own peg
Became a knot of cramp that waylaid.
His palms evangelical were my aid,
My hamstring as tight as a hucky ball,
They massaged and floated to promenade,
He chest deep hero, me crown high small.
He was like a baby hammerhead primal,
Who butted and sanded me to no purpose,
A wiley but somewhat immature animal
Wetnursed by a sentimental porpoise.
If my small head be a squeeze for neurons,
My love is expansive underlaid nuance.

(Chorus)
My love is expansive underlaid nuance. SPADES
My love is expansive underlaid degree. CLUBS
My love is expansive underlaid subtlety. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

a study toward sonnet #607 by FisherKingKQJ

My mother's father was ranked a colonel,
My father was an old school architect,
You wouldn't guess our affluence a kernel
For base incest or square off her aspect.
But my story isn't strictly cause and effect,
To hate dad would've taken some devil,
Divorce and debt spiced up clause and affect,
I won't count misdemeanours as evil.
In hooking I find peace if not revel,
For private school St Nell's I sacrifice
To get my brood up to the next level,
As just the best for my kids will suffice.
Sweet surrender built up daddy's suicide,
I gave him all, bent down, and in my stride.

(Chorus)
Sweet surrender built up daddy's suicide. SPADES
Sweet surrender built up daddy's felo-de-se. CLUBS
Sweet surrender built up daddy's harikari. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Sunday, April 24, 2005

a study toward sonnet #606 by FisherKingKQJ

You swoon my honey from afar not sic,
You can never take her away from me;
You wouldn't want her fatigued or else sick,
When she's tired or ill she needs caring me.
She dots on, then smooths in carressingly
Concealer at high colour or blemish,
Until mirror wings and portrait do agree
One hundred and eighty points do cherish.
My friend, your fancies of her now perish,
Submit to apple cheeks bronzing brush,
The outer skein devolves into fetish,
You're lazy in this myopic mute crush.
If my wild honey wears her birthday suit,
She's sometime grumpy, or sick, or hirsute.

(Chorus)
If my wild honey wears her birthday suit. SPADES
If my wild honey wears her birthday apparel. CLUBS
If my wild honey wears her birthday garb. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]
a study toward sonnet #605 by FisherKingKQJ

I ask the road lilt from beneath your shoes
The breeze wrap you in hot shocks against bias
The sun your pink ears tickle with laughter hues,
The sunburst warmly streak clean your morass.
You need to ignore that doubting thomas,
In winter off beat hedges often bloom;
Those few putdowns are both shrill and bass,
Cold front southern and el nino simoom.
I pray the shy cactus flower lift your gloom
In darkest midnight hour be waited on
By fruitbats who with licks each other groom
Who stir your swizzles in moon ice an aeon.
Our love lightweight diamond and ruby dust
A clockface forms on black hole of earth crust.

(Chorus)
Our love lightweight diamond and ruby dust. SPADES
Our love lightweight diamond and ruby grit. CLUBS
Our love lightwieght diamond and ruby powder. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Saturday, April 23, 2005

a study toward sonnet #604 by FisherKingKQJ

He didn't realise I was already in love
With baffled chugging from the motor astern
The circling terns in cobalt sky above
The swoosh on prow, the fizzing web white churn.
So my resistance was not hard to adjourn-
His smile gauged and set a net around my soul;
His shoulders blades were anchors to discern
And plumb crag backwash and whirlpool hole.
I didn't know whether to droll or extoll-
His moods were fleshed out to seal or appeal
Quicksilver sunstruck, a shoal piper poll,
The roll of the boat I'd nor squeal nor reel.
A brass padlock is what I'd plan to clip
Through Scylla and Charybdis' double zip.

(Chorus)
A brass padlock is what I'd like to clip. SPADES
A brass padlock is what I'd like to attach. CLUBS
A brass padlock is what I'd like to fasten. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for interactive movies.]
The autocube for interactive movies is the cornerstone of this system. At some stage, when camera phone prices come down, I'll scan whiteboards of diagrams and poker machine 3d photo groups into the web log.

Friday, April 22, 2005

a study toward sonnet #603 by FisherKingKQJ
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Three granny steps to trip up a boyfriend:
You start by treating him as a canker,
You aggregate him by default as a fiend,
You frig him into roles as a wanker.
Immortality, for which you so hanker
Shuts me out with antidotes for cancer,
Be that antioxidant white cell banker
To deal to some breast or colon cancer-
Nor are white wine flavanoids the answer,
Good for my heart, for your tits unholy-
There seems no compromise enhancer,
No longer will I stomach your broccoli....
Eight glasses of water you swill and sink,
A pig perspiring, through the door I slink.

(Chorus)
Eight glasses of water you swill and sink. SPADES
Eight glasses of water you swill and drop. CLUBS
Eight glasses of water you swill and founder. DIAMONDS
[l14 lengthened to match l1 typeset.]
a study toward sonnet #602 by FisherKingKQJ

I think you no longer want to be mine,
We've been lukewarm or cold for aeons;
For gut reactions, you don't have the spine,
Indecision has several trunnions.
You're never one for second opinions,
The last break-up took two or three crashes,
See you laters, see you soons, see you anons,
Extensive practise waited looming lashes.
You want me to leave on your hobby hashes,
You're now an eco-tourist, you train a horse,
Brunette dyes and extensions are the mashes
And guides to separation or divorce.
Would a chat-up line now ease my torture?
I love your ghostly powderbase hauteur.

(Chorus)
Would a chat-up line now ease my torture? SPADES
Would a chat-up line now ease my anguish? CLUBS
Would a chat-up line now ease my distress? DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

a study toward sonnet #601 by FisherKingKQJ

Sex mad bonobonos, hard arse alpha chimps,
Afore you make love in a thatched mud hut,
Before you make your small knots and crimps,
Check your condoms organic or sheep gut.
When you slip past a loincloth into a butt,
A quarter of an inch of top end leave spare,
Stop AIDS backflow into a sore or cut-
Darwin and Noah drown out diseases queer.
Those Carmelite nuns taught me care and prayer-
You don't see me walk around on knuckles,
The maned king of the jungle skulks my dare,
To an upright gait and ground nest buckles.
Dear cousins, sublimate procreative force,
You must start killing lions as intercourse.

(Chorus)
Dear cousins, sublimate procreative force. SPADES
Dear cousins, sublimate procreative energy. CLUBS
Dear cousins, sublimate procreative power. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

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a study toward sonnet #600 by FisherKingKQJ

Julio, I've enforced a damning silence-
You can't woo me back with a mean potshot;
You've hit me with your frankness but not license-
I've even written off my prised whatnot.
Where I stickle for bone china teapot
And wool cozy, you plunge for tube of glass;
Where I serve meatloaf with a yoghurt clot,
You dunk your gingernuts and slurp morass.
Where you stir dandelions and aphids' frass,
I brew short-leaf ceylon boiled and immersed;
Where you storm in the tea first with no class,
I strain in the tea last with the milk first.
I sip tea with my pinky sticking out,
You slurp tea from a saucer to your pout.

(Chorus)
I sip tea with my pinky sticking out. SPADES
I sip tea with my pinky sticking extended. CLUBS
I sip tea with my pinky sticking unfurled. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Sunday, April 17, 2005

a study toward sonnet #599 by FisherKingKQJ

Fatboy, if I've told you a million times
I've told you once - I hate unfeeling runts
Cross K road in telekinetic mimes-
Thighbone stretching ratchets are not stunts.
I won't debate with a transexual dunce
Pros, cons, quantity versus quality,
Appendices repurposed now cunce -
Go chinese burn your soft saline titty!
Me, shamateur drag queen? That is so ditzy!
My straight up new boyfriend the colourist
Finds my falsies huge gloss over ritzy,
Loves wigs, and acrylic nails on each fist.
I've sent this message thru kirlian ether,
Else I'd pulp your fat face punchbag leather.

(Chorus)
I've sent this message thru kirlian ether. SPADES
I've sent this message thru kirlian gas. CLUBS
I've sent this message thru kirlian vapour. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]
HEARTS SPADES CLUBS DIAMONDS
Dear Diary,
Only you and I know the real origin of the word "cinema". In SerboCroatian the words Chinese (Kines), cinema (kino) and the gambling game keno (kino) have the same route word. In Chinese bingo, words are pulled out of a bag one at a time, and the caller tells a story. In the West in the late 1960's bingo halls began to replace box office flops. It was the story of the two fat ladies (88) who turned into two swans (22), or not. This system is the one closest to the money and truest to the origin of cinema...am I right or am I correct or am I true?
Your faithful servant,
FisherKingKQJ
a study toward sonnet #598 by FisherKingKQJ

I was stung by the off-hand way he said
That I was this conniving bossybritches;
I'd been called this at times, or this line fed,
But not by the One; the worst of hitches.
Just as we're getting cosy in niches
Of girl and boy, the situation then asks
That I ameliorate entrenched glitches,
The One must be excited to household tasks.
Encouraging him when he home tired basks,
Delegating, not entrenching with blame,
Not questioning the delays or masks
And choosing less than perfect over shame.
The begging and bullying I've had to skip-
The One desires no bootlick or bullwhip.

(Chorus)
The begging and bullying I've had to skip. SPADES
The begging and bullying I've had to avoid. CLUBS
The begging and bullying I've had to censor. DIAMONDS
[l14 shortened to match l1 in typeset 19/9/05]
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Saturday, April 16, 2005

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Friday, April 15, 2005

a study toward sonnet #597 by FisherKingKQJ

Ash blonde myself, I took a quick dislike
To honey blonde; she'd made a pass at my beau-
I told her with a frown to take a hike;
The ponytail down to her bum had great flow.
Her shoulders for envy were a plateau,
Her biceps, too, were powerful in half size,
Her halter kini top could scarce goods stow,
Her boypants highlighted her cleft and thighs.
Around her swirl half truths and vicious lies
She is else virgin, else pricktease, else slut...
Bitch voluptuous who scratches as she cries,
Who pits man against man where there is a glut.
She's got a fraternal twin of auburn hair-
They scull, row, paddle coxless, I do swear.

(Chorus)
They scull, row, paddle coxless, I do swear. SPADES
They scull, row, paddle coxless, I do oath. CLUBS
They scull, row, paddle coxless, I do underwrite. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Thursday, April 14, 2005

a study toward sonnet #596 by FisherKingKQJ

For cardio either she jogs or rope skips,
She uses velcro ankle and wrist weights
For aerobic crunches and tricep dips,
While pilates kickboxing antiquates.
My riflescope detached now evaluates
A body in sports bra and cycle pants
A baseball cap that her eyes adumbrates,
Her ponytail to my eyes succour grants.
To close, she'll jinx a jazz or ballet prance,
Not seeing me peeping over the lane
Into her flat by bizarre happenstance-
The problem is either inane or else insane.
I love this all fours crouching yoga witch,
My fingers orbit low on dimmer switch.

(Chorus)
I love this all fours crouching yoga witch. SPADES
I love this all fours crouching yoga magician. CLUBS
I love this all fours crouching yoga sorceress. DIAMONDS
[l14 shortened to match l1 in typeset. 19/9/05]
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

a study toward sonnet #595 by FisherKingKQJ

I wasn't sure what made me feel impure:
As my career was on the upswing curve,
My loving relationship quite secure,
And my situation my loot could innerve.
Yet, huge sweats underarm engulfed my verve,
My long time partner really made me sick,
My plans to botox took a compelling swerve
To cancel this absurd new nervous trick.
Botox rid me of needling migraine neck crick,
I smoothed out a world-weary blank statue
Where people were archetypes span and spick,
My babe joined me to beat out a tattoo.
We make love smooth with slow tantric cries,
I swoon to see my thumbnails in his eyes.

(Chorus)
We make love smooth with slow tantric cries. SPADES
We make love smooth with slow tantric howls. CLUBS
We make love smooth with slow tantric yells. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

a study toward sonnet #594 by FisherKingKQJ

Nought need for an occasional father,
My son eschews now an ersatz bipolar
Brief pungent, short sweet, bundle of blather,
Whose smokescreen is pursuit of the dollar.
We're self-spoilt, long off third world squalor,
And we're still fantabulous platonic mates
Resigned both to low level dolour,
Which statistical error margin slates.
We've got a list of loves, dislikes and hates-
I speculate your demons, if they exist,
But my love with optimism corroborates,
And from your bright facets shall never twist.
Our child, by caprice hormones turned to son
Is mindful of jewels smithied by our sun.

(Chorus)
Is mindful of jewels smithied by our sun. SPADES
Is mindful of jewels smithied by our asterisk. CLUBS
Is mindful of jewels smithied by our hexagon. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Monday, April 11, 2005

HEARTS SPADES CLUBS DIAMONDS

This sytem is very close to the money and can be put together off the shelf. The CRT screens which are literally the colour of money to stop piracy are being phased out, and call it instinct if you will, I've got a good feeling about the 60 and 120 frames per second oil based screens in development at Ph*l*ps. I can't help thinking of Rembrandt's lamplit faces whenever I see a poster for computer games, they way it reserves computing power. :) :) :)

Sunday, April 10, 2005

a study toward sonnet #593 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd known her for considerable time,
Respected her for being a home science whizz;
One day I got a formal introduction sublime
By that friend of a friend, which made me fizz.
She's funny, warm, and never in a tizz,
She likes to club her people over food;
Her secret recipe is an in-group quizz,
A blend and diffuse of sense and attitude.
You get a laugh when you expect a feud,
She bolsters any gung ho self-starter-
As long as your sap stories are eschewed-
To stubborn pessimism she's no martyr.
I love her taste unleavened or else yeast,
Her lows and highs are real love's ample feast.

(Chorus)
Her highs and lows are real love's ample feast. SPADES
Her highs and lows are real love's ample banquet. CLUBS
Her highs and lows are real love's ample repast. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Saturday, April 09, 2005

a study toward sonnet #592 by FisherKingKQJ

So calculating, acolyte to smarm,
Up himself whole - a puffer fish of bloat
In his vibe of god's gift to chicks by charm,
He was so pointy with chat up by rote.
It was to me plain, I took mental note,
That his sights were set on my tight behind,
He was a toy dog in fluffy white coat
On hind legs looking for a shin to grind.
The sun baked my bandeau top dry as rind,
And the biological sweat on his brow
Struck me as great anxiety of the mind-
I loved his sculpted pecs, that much I'll vow.
I stirred, stirred, atop flagstone margin ledge,
Nor too far off nor too close to that edge.

(Chorus)
I stirred, stirred, atop flagstone margin ledge. SPADES
I stirred, stirred, atop flagstone margin bench. CLUBS
I stirred, stirred, atop flagstone margin shelf. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Friday, April 08, 2005

HEARTS SPADES CLUBS DIAMONDS
a study toward sonnet #591 byFisherKingKQJ

Some overly prepared actor on stage,
I stammer toward my firstmost fullstop;
Some formulaic stand-up, I disengage
Profanity, ad lib ad hoc a prop.
Set piece is an unmitigated flop
In my love's eyes, as well, crooked pretence,
And causes her embarrassed eyes to drop
In polite deference and po defence.
All my intelligence writ large past tense,
I think my love thinks it vital compost,
So pungent warm, as yet with future dense,
Windbreak insular, fruitfully composed.
My love reads me vulgar or else crude,
An optimist, I'm by her crows feet cue'd.

(Chorus)
My love reads me vulgar or else crude. SPADES
My love reads me vulgar or else base. CLUBS
My love reads me vulgar or else tawdry. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Thursday, April 07, 2005

a study toward sonnet #590 by FisherKingKQJ

When I was at home in Macau, the boys
Would say to me, Jasmine, you're far too pale;
But when I was in Hobart by monied choice
As homestay, the boys said I was too pale.
I'm lily white by nature, though still hale,
And posed to be a perpetual optimist;
Encompass sunny hill, else shady dale-
The setbacks and torments are all life's grist.
You are who you are, therefore I resist
Default gift of advice, instead I cheer
Again try, or loss cut, before you're hissed-
This porcelain smile will mime a hear, hear!
My love, you can relax in your own skin,
Where I end is where you, my love, begin.

(Chorus)
My love, you can relax in your own skin. SPADES
My love, you can relax in your own hide. CLUBS
My love, you can relax in your own pelt. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

HEARTS SPADES CLUBS DIAMONDS

I've been searching for this girl on a poker machine, all my life.
a study toward sonnet #589 by FisherKingKQJ

I watched myself foist upon him sarcasm,
And manipulation, not least whingeing,
I missed the fights, the fiery, steamy miasm,
We were possessed by parents impingeing.
With telepathy, I wasn't exactly infringing
On his thoughts private: it was quid quo pro-
His flowers on my flowers thus hingeing,
His come on on my come on thus to follow.
He's a lovely fellow, we're not fallow-
And clinging and jealous is an awkward role-
And self-absorbed and bustling plain loco,
I'll win him back with a flat white and roll.
We've both grown up on favour for favour,
And to no-man's land returned a fervour.

(Chorus)
We've both grown up on favour for favour. SPADES
We've both grown up on favour for boon. CLUBS
We've both grown up on favour for service. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

a study toward sonnet #588 by FisherKingKQJ

The marriage has improved my health-
I've lost weight, I dress better, and the boss
Takes me as serious contender for wealth-
I'm magnetised steel and not file dross.
I do make my nitpicking wife so cross:
She beams me tips with lipcurls and slackjaws,
Not one for dress ups, one for garment toss,
I never pick up socks, I leave open drawers.
She's got overcharged character flaws;
She'll tell her mum, or best pal, not me, first,
Backstory of her private for applause,
Or night classes in which she's so immersed.
She's sweet wild honey, one persistent nag,
And determined to get me past the snag.

(Chorus)
She's sweet wild honey, one persistent nag. SPADES
She's sweet wild honey, one persistent tartar. CLUBS
She's sweet wild honey, one persistent virago. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Sunday, April 03, 2005

a study toward sonnet #586 by FisherKingKQJ

Our lovers' tiffs are most often trivial
Or else we fight as if our lives are at stake,
But on the balance our love is convivial,
We swap apologies for future's sake.
We've got a history now of heartache,
We know the friendship can take the blows,
More than dirty dishes it's going to take
To shut us down - this each to each owes.
I've sensed the lacuna icy habit bestows,
She'll watch tv while I thumb through a book,
And so sneak glances over sorrow's floes,
At love's wanton guarding or shackling rook.
Our love is a sharp white water kayak,
A bumping, twisting, swirling gobsmack.

(Chorus)
A bumping, twisting, swirling gobsmack. SPADES
A bumping, twisting, swirling stupefaction. CLUBS
A bumping, twisting, swirling wonder. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]

Saturday, April 02, 2005

a study toward sonnet #585 by FisherKingKQJ

We nod the supposition - all our pals
Are sexier and they're having lots more sex;
What confuses me and sometimes galls-
She's besotted with suspect infant X.
I'm conservative, with much less flex
Than I care to confess - she feels mistress
Or else mother; it's a black magic hex,
Twin poles of her ragged blue spark distress.
My shadow self seems to be a tigress,
A long two-way window of mirror stripes-
When I pounce on celibacy - do I digress?
So, would an affair sort my carnal gripes?
We shan't be those lovers whom we despise:
Our lovely friendship will never demise.

(Chorus)
We shan't be those lovers whom we despise. SPADES
We shan't be those lovers whom we abhor. CLUBS
We shan't be those lovers whom we loathe. DIAMONDS

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a study toward sonnet #587 by FisherKingKQJ

{The characters in the following sonnet are fictitious and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental.}

The jury has got me in this tight jam,
Scowls my insanity plea as farty:
It's that I flipped my wig yet gave a damn,
Renee slipped a mickey finn so arty.
Counsel Barry black belt in karate
Is grappling with my samurai sword,
The one which pooped an insulting party,
The stenographer taps every word.
I chopped the hand for giving me the bird,
My secret witness flew in grey spyplanes,
Recorded every byte that he heard
For plots CIA above Hauraki Plains.
Renee, ma petite choux, I still love you-
You forcefed an animal in the zoo.

(Chorus)
You forcefed an animal in the zoo. SPADES
You forcefed an animal in the cage. CLUBS
You forcefed an animal in the enclosure. DIAMONDS

[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]
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