Condos in Heaven
Condos in Heaven
Nur Ophuls offered me a semi permanent location to exhibit one of my works and after a very short time I decided that I missed Condos in Heaven. Condos originally was created for Burning Life in 2008 and contained one building. Later the University of Kentucky hosted it and with more prims I was able to add a second building to further the story a bit more. And now Nur Ophuls has stepped forward with even more prims and I have added a third building. It is one of my favorite conceptual builds that I have done and if you have not seen it then please come here http://slurl.com/secondlife/San%20Clemente/250/139/3002
The build has a special sky setting and you are able to plug it in at the landing point in the black room. If you are an Emerald viewer user then you are in luck. The creators have placed my sky setting in there already! all you need to do is go to world-environment settings-sky settings-Bryn Oh's Condos in Heaven sky or an even more foggy Bryn Oh's Condos in Heaven sky#2
The build is based off the poem you see as you arrive.
An Astrobot with fame
sent the probes away
now the newspapers proclaim
"We found Heaven today!"
Hadraniel stood at the gates to Heaven
raining death for six days
upon all until day seven
when they brought out the heat rays
I watched it unfold on the Internet
beautiful Cassiel with golden hair
he was captured and sold as a pet
to a wealthy billionaire
The war is done
the condo's rise
what resources are here to consume?
Sariel appears with tears in his eyes
at the window to my bedroom.
I decided to redo this machinima as the older was has some things which bother me a bit.
Condos in Heaven is about what might happen should the human race find a physical way to reach heaven. What would we do? The story takes place in the future where the human race accidentally discovers Heaven with a simple space probe. With our advanced technology we no longer see Heaven as a sacred mystery. We can achieve the miracles that once were the sole domain of God. We see it as potentially lucrative real estate for both living and raw materials. We mobilize and go to war. Once the human race realizes that Heaven exists they then begin to look for Hell. Satan is found and he is suspected of harboring and protecting God. Two unlikely allies.
In this build the adverts laying around are meant to slowly build up a background for what the human race is like in this future and of course the build is attached to the other narratives I am working on. Condos in an ongoing build and this is the latest installment.
I would again like to thank Nur Ophuls for supplying the space to expand on this build.
http://ukisland.wordpress.com/2009/01/31/condos-in-heaven/
http://andrewsempere.blogspot.com/2009/01/bryn-oh-and-destruction-of-heaven.html
http://npirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/bryn-oh-chronicles-fall-of-angels-story.html
http://ukisland.wordpress.com/2009/01/31/condos-in-heaven/
http://andrewsempere.blogspot.com/2009/01/bryn-oh-and-destruction-of-heaven.html
http://npirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/bryn-oh-chronicles-fall-of-angels-story.html
Comments
Condos in Heaven is truly magnificent piece of work. It had me in tears at the loss of wonder and innocence in this world.
Disclaimer:
My apologies to Ms. Oh both for this lengthy hijacking of her blog and the insinuation that she is actually party to the evil she conjures in her artistic reveres. She is indeed the Goddess as always but in my own diabolic mind as I visited her Condos in Heaven exhibit a new narrative presented itself to my mind and low she was cast as the villain.
Capitalist Nightmare #1
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the haricari hand trembling like Earth’s rollicking laughter forever unnervering that time
by the wayside is has was will fall into lithium eyelashes of bending tunnels choked with bubonic armies of Coca-Cola addicits smoking ICBM Cubans who salsa Socrates enchilada his sister St. Agnes of Autocracy at 10 o’clockand a quarter left my baby back at the …boarders slip between the remembrance of forgetfulness as on the operating table you recite recite skipping recite odes to odes to sailors and sand drifting in dunes on planets where rain smelling of F-150 Wal-Mart rosary beads of sweat like embryonic fluid oil the carapace of your shell shocked brain
Deirdre G