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Chats… August 14, 2009

Filed under: Big Sink,Blue Feather Gallery owner,Hucka D.,Norum,Plant,Sunklands — baker Blinker @ 4:34 am

Hucka D.:

You are correct, baker b., in assuming that The Arab was found and not built in the Sunklands. That was the initiative, to revitalize The Arab and make its original use available again. Inter-grid travel.

bb:

To Mythos?

Hucka D.:

Yes. And other grids. SL, Mythos, Others.

*****

bb:

Karoz was brought in at a certain point to help revive The Arab’s powers, then.

Hucka D.:

At the Center. Petermond.

bb:

Good, I was going to ask that soon enough. The alternate name of the percieved center of Sunklands, then, is Petermond, or “Peter’s Mound”?

Hucka D.:

Yes. They were told to send a town, and they did. Petemond. It was taken from another grid. Arizona?

bb:

New Mexico?

Hucka D.:

Maybe both at once. A-M/N-Z.

bb:

Almanoz?

Hucka D.:

Maybe. Ask more about Pete or Peter.

bb:

Peter was attached to S.F.?

Hucka D.:

Yes, yes. Peter was the incarnation of S.F. in SL.

bb:

Is S.F. the same as The Arab?

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

Is S.F. just the mountain Seathwaite Fell, then?

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Did Peter have something to do with my art 10×10?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Sponsorship.

*****

Hucka D.:

In the center of Sunklands, at Centerville, at Petemond, there use to be a sign that said “There is no God.” Peter put that there for a reason. Around it were four objects arranged in a square. This is what God spoke, according to Peter, to move himself out of existence. This is where God committed suicide. TILE is born there, instead.

bb:

Hmmmm… were these objects letters?

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Were they all letters?

Hucka D.:

Right.

bb:

TILE, then.

Hucka D.:

Peter wanted you to know that sign existed. It seems like a negativ concept, but the lack of an “e” implies otherwise.

bb:

Isn’t the tetractys God himself? Isn’t recounting those *numbers* the recreation of God? Just count backwards… 10… 9… 8… 7…

Plant:

Have you called the Blue Feather Gallery lately, baker Beach?

bb:

Hi Plant. Hucka D. suddenly gone?

Plant:

Yes. He, er, is in the wings.

bb:

Alright, Mr. Plant, I’ll call… (calls that number again)

Woman on other end:

Blue Feather Gallery, may I help you?

bb:

I’m afraid to ask, even. What location is this?

Woman:

Blue Feather Gallery. Can I help you with an art purchase today, sir?

bb:

No, I mean what state? What city?

Woman:

Sternberg.

bb:

Yeah, that’s an artist that you sponsor.

Woman:

We are located in Sternberg.

bb:

What state is that?

Woman:

I’m not sure what you are asking. We are on what’s called the Jeogeot continent, though.

bb:

In Second Life?

Woman:

Well, yes sir.

Plant (reaching for phone):

Here, let me speak to them please. (takes phone) In bitte eine momente, sprechen zie Deutche. Uniko, oh.

Woman:

Uniko, da.

(Robert Plant Variant later translated what he said was Uniko to English. I’ll insert his translation here… thanks Mr. Plant!)

Plant:

We have baker Beach here and are attempting to resurrect Petemond. Peter’s Mound. He knows about the sign.

Woman:

He is asking for the picture with Marty in it, then?

Plant:

Well… *no* (Plant gets visibly irritated here). Not that one.

bb:

I don’t understand a word you’re saying to each other.

Plant (to bb):

I’ll translate later… (to woman) No, not that one.

Woman:

It’s the most famous picture from that era. Very popular.

Plant:

Well, that’s great. Great to see it selling so well. How about *my* picture? With the tube. How’s that doing?

Woman:

We sell a good number of those as well.

Plant:

But not as many.

Woman:

Well… no.

Plant:

1/2 as many?

Woman:

About a third as many. It’s still quite popular. It’s just, sir…

Plant:

It’s not *just* at all! Ok, that was uncalled for. Sorry.

Woman:

I can understand why you’re upset.

Plant:

Have you talked to Peter lately?

Woman:

He called from Norumbega just yesterday.

Plant:

We call that Noru now. It’s where baker Beach lives now. Isn’t that interesting?

Woman:

Yes. Neat.

Plant:

I want to order 50 of me running with the tube to Sternberg. To *your* gallery, after all.

Woman:

But then it was…

Plant:

Have you seen Page lately? 156?

Woman:

We sweep them up constantly.

Hucka D.:

Sternberg Gallery owner, ladies and gentlemen. Wasn’t she great?

Woman:

Who is that?

Plant (still speaking to woman and ignoring Hucka Doobie, who has just “reentered”):

Interesting story… ‘nother one. He’s a spirit from Earth.

Woman:

They come in the shop every now and then. They have a lot of time on their hands… since, you know…

Plant:

They’re here all the time. (to Hucka D.) Hucka, you’re here all the time, right?

Hucka D.:

In SL? Yes. I’m one of the undead.

Plant (still to Hucka D.):

Do you have clubs where you meet, by chance?

Hucka D.:

Not really. I know some of the others, though.

Woman (to Plant):

I’d be curious to take a census.

Plant (to Hucka D.):

The Sternberg Gallery owner is wondering exactly how many there are like you, then.

Hucka D.:

We must wrap up now. I must sweep up.

bb:

I haven’t understand a word of this since you started talking on the phone, Mr. Plant. Even Hucka D. is speaking this strange tongue now.

Hucka D.:

Oh sorry. This better?

bb:

*Finally*. Thanks.

Plant (to woman again):

So 50 of those, right? You can manage that?

Woman:

Yes.

Plant:

I’ll send you the Lindens as soon as I can cash my paycheck.

bb (picking up word he thought he understood):

Limes?

[to be continued?]

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