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Gnirps March 19, 2011

Filed under: Fox Brook/Gnirps,Herman/Frank Parks (rl parks) — baker Blinker @ 10:53 pm

First snake sighted of the year, a small, garter variety. Quite cute for a serpent!

Nice meadow somewhat near Box Brook talked about a lot recently on this blog, on another part of the same mountain slopes. Kids were playing in the field.

Chimney in nearby woods. Don’t know the story about the house which obviously use to be there. Have to check on that.

To the head of Box Brook now, two valleys over on the same side of the mountain. Actually the valley top crossed before this one contains the other fork of this same brook. So actually either one might be Box Brook proper at this early, pre-combined stage. I’ll have to provide a map of the whole stream system asap.

To complicate matters even further, I’m contemplating a switch of names from Box Brook to Fox Brook. And going along with this, I’m pretty sure I’m going to call the area described in this former post on the subject Foxboro instead of Boxboro or Box. Get to more of that in a moment.

The opening through the rocks at the head of this fork of Fox Brook pictured above goes all the way through. Seems like yet another special place in the area, like Foxboro (formerly Box).

I only provide one picture of the namesake, special space of this blog post, Gnirps, although I hope to be going back very soon for more.* Actually, Gnirps seems to been the true, special or sacred space for this system, and not Foxboro. In other words, it is the potential site for a toy happening or toy event. Foxboro, in contrast, seems de-energized upon rechecking it today, probably because of the closer proximity to the Wye road that splits the system in an east-west direction. Gnirps remains more protected and isolated in this manner.

Gnirps was also originally, briefly, called Spring Forward, not because I discovered the space on the day we have to set our clocks forward for daylight savings time in this part of the country, but because, a week on, I finally seem to be shaking off the physical/mental effects of this time change (!) And the other part of this is that in the top (northern) part of this space, the springs feeding this Fox Brook fork are found. Again, apologies for not taking more pictures this day — maybe tomorrow, even.

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* Gnirps is pronounced “nirps”, rhyming with “chirps”. Similar to “gnome” being pronouced like “nome,” then.

 

Whitehead Crossing, 02

Filed under: Herman/Frank Parks (rl parks),Toy Avatars,Whitehead Crossing — baker Blinker @ 10:47 pm

Hucka Doobie goes fishing in White Crossing’s very own creek and catches not just a couple but *55* bottles, if I’m counting them right. Look how happy it made him. Aww.

Mysterious, approx 4 foot tall falls on this same creek that I simply can’t get a proper picture of due to the dense rhododendron all around. I call it Soul Falls.

Grey Rock in central Whitehead Crossing, mentioned several times already in this blog.

Details of top (crushed nuts).

On top of Grey Rock looking toward Hucka Doobie’s bottles, some of which are glinting in the distance across the creek ravine.

Detail of rock as I sit upon it.

Detail of small tree next to the rock. Sign of avatar activity in the area?

A bridge branch between two rocks near the ravine. More evidence of avatar presence?

Grey Rock from east.

Heading east away from Whitehead Crossing. Pot next to creek here, as also pictured in this former post on the subject.

But the big find today was Hucka Doobie’s bottles.

 

Whitehead Crossing, 01

Filed under: Herman/Frank Parks (rl parks),Whitehead Crossing — baker Blinker @ 10:39 pm

As yet unnamed rock on north side of Whitehead Crossing, the “port” area as it were. Tadpoles a hatch’n in bordering pool.

Fantastical, dead hemlock tree next to this rock.

Looking toward the rock beside the tadpole pool across the top of another, unnamed rock in this swamp-ish area.

Details of above tree.

Details of above tree II.

Insects have emerged, once more.

Step-across rock. Smaller than it looks in the photo, perhaps.

Another hemlock tree across the stream from the big, dead one. Interesting “mouth” at the base.

Another shot from Whitehead Crossing’s north side, not far below the above pictured locations and marshy lands.

Picture of a rock more toward the center of the complex, which will soon be hidden by undergrowth.

 

Broaching

Filed under: Uncategorized,Whitehead Crossing — baker Blinker @ 8:15 am

Just a brief chat tonight, Hucka D. Caught up mostly with my email correspondence.

Hucka D.:

But you have coffee first. Hello to you. I’ll wait.

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bb:

Back.

Hucka D.:

You wish to talk about Genesis, then?

bb:

Yeah, the Eden for the toy avatars anyway. I think it is this Foxboro, on Box or Fox Brook.

Hucka D.:

Yes. It is. Or at least they want you to think that.

bb:

The toy avatars.

Hucka D.:

Mossmen mainly, but: yes.

bb:

I also wanted to mention Dogpatch, my new rental unit in northern Chilbo and on the edge of what was once my land in Noru. Right across from the last place the giant Blue Feather Gallery was set up, in fact. The night I first paid my rent on the place, I was setting up vegetation and interior decorating and such, and decided, impromtu, to make a train circle around my house, which turned out to be a train circling around the still mostly intact Noru Wood just to the north. In fact, a natural cuing point was found in the brick square with a wide opening set up on Widow’s Knob by me last summer. But that was the primarly inspiration for the subsequent Dogpatch christening for the house, Hucka D., or one of two primary directions. The other would come from the fact that the original name of Dogpatch, Arkansas is Wilcockson, bringing in psychic David Wilcock into the picture.

Hucka D.:

Yes indeed. You should always be on the lookout for these compensations, sometimes on the humorous side. Often, in fact. Or ironic juxtapositions. Now you may step on people’s toes in the process but that’s their problem. In truth, they should be laughing along with you. You mean no harm.

bb:

No. All I want is information and also engaging or semi-engaging entertainment for me and others. Others and myself.

Hucka D.:

I’m entertainment as well.

bb:

That you are.

Hucka D.:

And also a psychic!

bb:

Nice. So back to Dogpatch.

Hucka D.:

Well, you have these two feeder streams. In the old Dogpatch, US of A theme park, you had a train as well, and also one that ran over the top of a waterfall [just like the Noru ghost train runs across the top of Tired Falls]. It also traces a circular or looped path. Like your Tweetsie as well. Sorry: *Teensie*.

bb:

Thanks for the correction.

Hucka D.:

Just continue that mythology then, with this new impetus. Norum and Chilbol and such. Noru and Chilbo in the present and Norum and Chilbol in the past. And Crow’s Foot as a battleground between Parktown and Chilbo forces — still applies. Good to add humor to the newest version of “Jeogeot through Art and Word.” If people don’t like it — tough. They should laugh or have a smile on their face instead of a scowl. But sometimes that’s not how it works. People are touchy feely. Like you.

bb:

I take Second Life more seriously than Facebook, Hucka D. But still…

Hucka D.:

… it’s an imaginary world with a very changeable face. Very malleable. Pietmond is an incredibly stable concept in this world, as it’s turning out for you. But it’s not really from the Second Life world after all. Nor Sunklands. Nor Jeogeot as a whole. Maybe it’s all from that rock in Whitehead Crossing.

bb:

Another subject I wanted to broach tonight, Hucka D. Thanks for bringing it up.

Hucka D.:

You’re welcome.

bb:

We’re talking mainly about Gray Rock in Whitehead Crossing, Hucka D. Now my impression today is that this represents the Jeogeot continent. This rock as a whole. And then the tip of the rock, the grayest of the gray as it were, is a melding of Yeto and Aoteroa, which then manifests the whole Teepot-Pietmond black-white opposition, now resolved it seems.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Resolved.

bb:

But the rock seems to want to say that *it* created Jeogeot, not visa versa. It can manifest in space/time. In fact, it claims it can physically move through such, like a magic carpet.

Hucka D.:

It can! Or at least the top part can, if you meld with it atomically. Can you yet?

bb:

No.

Hucka D.:

Try harder next time. It’s not that difficult. Then you found the 55 bottles. Sorry, *I* found them. In my catch.

bb:

Great job, Hucka D.!

Hucka D.:

Thanks. ‘Bout fished out the crik, though (smiles).

bb:

Anything else about Whitehead Crossing tonight? I may return tomorrow to the same place.

Hucka D.:

Well, it’s a great place. I think also of Soul Falls. Like you fall off the falls and lose your soul, an achilles heel after all.

bb:

Having a soul, you mean.

Hucka D.:

Extremly hard to take a picture of, though, as you were reminded today.* Basically impossible. It’s a place you go,then, when you die or perish. Only way. That’s what the toy avatars believe, and they should know, being the soul-less entities they turned out to be. Soul-filled I mean.

bb:

*Do* they have souls? *Did* they?

Hucka D.:

If so it would be the 4th. TILE.

bb:

Thanks. What of the bottles? They seem to be a TILE as well.

Hucka D.:

Yes (!) A complete TILE. Carrcass. 4?

bb:

Carrcass-4, you mean.

Hucka D.:

It can manifest to you in that way. *Make* *me* it cries. Perhaps screams. So it follows you into the woods.

bb:

I want to ask about Jeo-rocks.

Hucka D.:

First the Blue Feather to end tonight: the train circles around the Noru Wood you once owned as a *healing* process. Part of that process also involves re-creating the Blue Feather in Pietmond. Half of the process[ in fact]. The two are part of the same stream[ once more]. Now: is Wilcock the same as Cayce? Is it two parts of one stream[ once more]? That’s the question to be asking, or one of them.

bb:

If so, Dogpatch will hold the answers. The structure there before, if it could speak (and it can), would say: no. The two are separate. What does “separate” mean here, though? That’s a question Dogpatch will be trying to answer, along with the whole Norum extension development involving Chilbo, Parktown, Crow’s Foot and more. Red Leaf perhaps.

Hucka D.:

Chief Red Leaf, yeah. Thought Blue Feather was a bit flaky and daft. Rival chiefs you know. Or chefs. Cook-off and such. But it’s all Cowboys and Indians and Horses in that direction.

bb:

We better wrap up. Anything else tonight?

Hucka D.:

Who is Wilcock’s son? Is it Cayce? Is it Wheeler-Wilson to Wilson-Wheeler[ affair]? And what of Marble Falls? They hated the name Dogpatch (as well?). Marble Falls is where marbles fall. Like Peter Graves. Think of Marbles and Mossmen and Mmmmmmm’s. 3Ms. Wilson-Wheeler. Wheeler- Wilson-. Thank you.

bb:

Thanks!

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* Here’s my attempt (I can’t see the falls either):