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Gilligan Static: Gillatic (Statigan) June 17, 2012

Filed under: Dr. Blood,Hucka D.,Lemmon,Marty,Table, The,Uncategorized — baker Blinker @ 8:21 am

“Always fun chatting with you.”

Hucka D.:

No prob. What’s up? Homie.

bb:

Concreek. Tomorrow.

Hucka D.:

Go with Joe.

bb:

Joe the Rock?

Joe:

I’ll be there.

Marty:

We are forgotten again… at The Table.

bb:

Yeah. Sorry Marty.

Marty:

You mentioned Residents.

bb:

Do you know them?

Marty:

We do not know them by that name.

bb:

What do you call them.

Marty:

We are The Beetles, Lemmon and I. They are the Residues.

bb (volunteering):

How about The Occupants.

Marty:

Nice. Let’s ask Lemmon.

Lemmon:

UmmmmMMMMMM.

bb:

Hi Lemmon.

Lemmon:

OoooooOOOOOOO.

bb:

Are you at The Table as well?

Lemmon:

Barney RUBLESboro!

bb:

Marty said you don’t abide by the agreement, Lemmon. Wait, I suppose that was Hucka D. Do you know Hucka?

Lemmon:

I knew his MAMA.

Hucka D.:

Desert. Island.

bb:

You were reading my thoughts.

Hucka D.:

Gilligan. Gingervitis. I was the 7th Gilligan (Grumpy).

bb:

*I* was the 7th Gilligan. Or at least as Merk Coolie Brighton.

Hucka D.:

You shouldn’t mention that name here.

bb:

I think I’ve figured out another part of the Bill… The Agreement. I know you will probably leave now that I’ve brought that up.

Marty:

He’s gone. Where’s Dr. Blood?

bb:

Dr. Blood the controller of The Table.

Marty:

Here he is. Coming ’round the bend. Big Bend.

Hucka D.:

Bend. Big. Pool. Ovol. Look. Static. God. Tennessee. Kentucky Kentuckessee. Tennucky.

bb:

TV, then.

Hucka D.:

Where’s Dr. Blood?

bb:

Marty just asked…

Hucka D.:

Here he…

Dr. Blood:

Hi. Baker.

bb:

Hi. (pause) Are you here about The Table?

Dr. Blood:

I am here for dessert.

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Thoughts 04 June 15, 2012

Ovol or Oval or Ovool (but probably Ovol) is portal to TV Staticland. It is how you see God. It is end of Carcass-5.

Hucka D.:

Yes. I’m here. Good work[ finding Ovol]. Good work for the day.

bb:

I’ll go back today, even.

Hucka D.:

Square falls into Static at end. Yes. Mobius Strip. Dark Side of the Rainbow heartbeats to end. Wind. Mobius. TV is destroyed and only static remains. Sphere types and creates static. There is much to that. Father Fred.

Lemmon:

Father FRED.

—–

Fifty-six: Carcass-5 and Carcass-6. Two eyes. Twins. Twinned eyes.

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Live Bach, Dead Bach

—–

Sphere types the blog. This Blog.

Hucka D.:

Yes. No one understand. The Blog. Korean. Great literature instead in English and readable. Jasper and Newton, dark and light. The Dark. The Clear. Is Ovol in the center of Dark? Is it light in darkness?

bb:

It is God.

Hucka D.:

It is light.

bb:

It is Dark.

Hucka D.:

It is Clear.

bb:

It is shallow.

Hucka D.:

So forth, so on.

bb:

Thanks.

—–

In the Dark Days, The Island was surrounded by Castor. Only Cline brought light, uniting the 4 parts against The Worm. The Worm pointed to Center. The Early Bird catches Worm and Bird leads to light beyond Bias. Castor and Pollution becomes Castor and Pollux. Twins again, of course. Manny the Worm in his sleeping bag worm position is kicked out of Black Books and does the Dance of Judas, the Wiggle of Judas or the Judas Boogie. Wiggle like a Worm. Later Manny is called a Worm by boss for cowarding out of responsibilities in world of Galactic Books and returning to Bernard in Black Books. Bernard, then, is the Bird catching the Worm? Or is Simon Pegg (Evan)?

—–

Evan leaves, Manny jumps up on the counter in a sleeping bag with a muffin and a book. Bernard is watching, he closes his spy hole, wraps up in the wet sheets, coughing all the time, sits in his chair, lights a cig, coughs and it fall into his wine, throws a book at the light switch.

Next morning at Goliath Books, Evan arrives while Manny is still in his sleeping bag.

EVAN: Morning Manny.

MANNY: Morning Evan, just popped in to do my yoga. I do it every morning, in my yoga bag. Just running through a few positions. This is the worm, worm saluting the sun, anaconda.

EVAN: Manny I’m a reasonable guy. I like to be straight with people I expect them to be the same. If you tell me the truth I won’t get mad. So tell me, did you sleep here last night?

MANNY: Yes I did (they both laugh)

EVAN: I’m really angry now!!

—–

ENTER EVAN.

EVAN: Manny! Come here.

MANNY: Bernard he wants my hair.

BERNARD: How dare you. Don’t you touch a hair on that boys head, have you no respect? He’s mine, get your own human play

thing. You quartz brained little cream puff. (Aims a punch at Evan, misses and fall on the floor, Fran and Manny run to help)

EVAN: OK well I tried. There’s obviously no point out reaching to people like you. Manny in two years you could have been vice-deputy-sub-assistant, but you’re not, you’re here shuffling around on the floor like the worm you are.

Evan goes back to Goliath Books, Manny has clogged the Do-te-de-do machine with muffin crumbs, Evan gets an electric shock, all the devices go crazy, a camera falls on Evans head.

—–

So The Worm of Cline Island points to The Sun in the center of the 4 colors of red, green, blue and yellow, as Manny points to The Sun in Goliath Books in Black Books. Evan does not like Manny to be a Worm, and thus does not like him pointing to Sun. Like Mr. Burns in Simpsons, Evan wants to blot out the Sun, and to make all in Dark and make the owl’s deafening with their incessant hooting. Bernard likes Manny as The Worm. Later Fran also takes yoga (real this time) and says hello to Sun famously. Anaconda also probably plays role here.

Wurme is importantly a country of Mythos with POPE Beanstalk assumingly pointed to Sun. Represents The Dump play. Wurme is yellow, cast out of Eob (green) and in league with red (Gurr) in Synthesis War to end all wars. Also opposed to blue (Bridee), but allied with same during Holiday Wars predating Synthesis War. Cline passes through Wurme (Edwardboro) to reach Monkey City but never does, instead becoming the seed of the POPE beanstallk.

Hucka D.:

I’ve been woke up again. Carcass-4, The Unfinished, must be dealt with and this is another opening. Jacob-I Road, leading to The Island which is 2 eyes in 1. 4 actually, if you count the hidden eyes behind the eyes. So you have the 4 colors of TILE again. Question: Is *this* where TILE is born?

bb:

The Island was called Cline’s Island in the Dark Days.

—–

Hucka D.:

I’m tired of talking about this. I’m tired, period. I need to wake up at 9[ again].

bb:

Anyone else I can talk to?

Hucka D.:

Yosef.

—–

ROUGH TIMELINE

— Cline (Manny Biano, or Manny The White) comes to The Island in league with /Evan/ (Goliath Books) and attempts to raise himself out of surrounding Castor Dark (Black Books). Clineism is born as Cline leaves tick home, with the Worm, 1) Established; 2) Establishing relationship to central Sun (salute), or CENTRE of Island; and 3) Taking in solar energy to become Anaconda. This is Cline becoming POPE in Mythos history or MythHist. Sun is in middle of 4 (Topographic Maps making up Cline Island in Missouri). It is combination of 4 primary colors of red, green, blue and yellow, or TILE in other words. Anaconda is total incorporation of solar energy to become Worm itself as Anaconda, a worm of a higher dimension.

— Cline retreats back to Concrete Falls (Black Books) and becomes non-Worm, or a different, more satisfying kind of Worm. Worm is removed from Island, just as you cannot see Worm on present sattelite map of Clines Island. Cline has been removed.

But of course in another way Manny is Jacob and Bernard is Man in Black. When Manny leaves Black Books, Bernard and the Man in Black become one and the same in Carcass-4. Sun in center of Island is same as Sun/Light in center of LOST’s Island. Evan does not like the worship of the Sun in the center of The Island. Manny has abandoned Bernard just as Jacob did to Man in Black.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castor_and_Pollux

 

Carcass-One… June 6, 2012

Filed under: Hucka D.,Lemmon,Marty,Table, The,Uncategorized — baker Blinker @ 9:44 am

… has a sort of sister village now, Hucka D. 7 Stones I’m still calling it presently.

Hucka D.:

7 Stones is good.

bb:

So I know you don’t want to talk about the Billfork Agreement.

Hucka D.:

Not really.

bb:

How about The Table.

Hucka D.:

Hummm.

bb:

We were talking to Marty about The Table not long ago, Hucka.

Hucka D.:

Marty is still here.

Marty:

Hi.

bb:

Hi Marty.

Marty:

Hear you and Hucka D. disagree about the revealing of the agreement.

bb:

Maybe. Difficult to tell.

Marty:

Lemon brought in The Bill. How about that?

bb:

What does that really mean? I mean, I know what it means but I don’t.

Marty:

Chart our history in Second Life. We started in WES, us Beetles, then moved to Ruuster’s Peninsula to probe the Valley of Nye with our brand new yellow submarine bought for us. Therein lies The Bill. We understood what MASH meant, then.

Lemon:

Ho do ro mo. Tick tock. SID’s 1ST OZ!

bb:

Hi Lemon.

Lemon:

CARCASS ONNNNNNEEE.

bb:

Billfork?

Lemon:

Bill. FORK!

bb:

You don’t seem encumbered by the agreement.

Marty:

He isn’t.

[Lemon continues to shout names as he moves out of hearing range.]

Peter the Good:

I’ve decided to join the Initiative. I’m sold. I bought a giant rat and I’m going to ride it all the way into town and back. Carcass-One you’re calling it, baker b.?

bb:

Yes. Ride a rat in Second Life, Peter?

Marty:

That was the selling point. The Giant Rat.

bb:

So you had to give Peter a Giant Rat he could ride around in his Second Life before he agreed to the, er, agreement.

Marty:

Yes. Basically. Those were his terms. One of them.

bb:

Can you tell me any of the others?

Marty:

A whistle.

bb:

Lemme guess.

Marty:

So he could train the Giant Rat, yes. Train him to sing? No, just train.

bb:

Can he sit up or beg?

Hucka D.:

OK, gotta close this down. Thanks for showing up tonight Marty. Happy b-day baker!

bb:

Thanks! Suppose it is already.

Marty:

Mine’s next!

 

Baseball Great Joe Oliver January 24, 2012

(joined in progress)

“Dr. Blood doesn’t want it in Happy. He is unhappy about all of that.”

Hucka D.:

Worn out joke, baker b.

bb:

Yeah. Sorry. You’ve used it too[, though].

Hucka D.:

Back to business: Dr. Blood wants The Table set up in Pietmond. He wants you to *hold onto* Pietmond in February. Destroy 1/2 of the town if you have to. Keep the temple. Keep the Pod Pad. That’s where he wants to set up The Table. For The Table, in a way, in a manner, is Carcassonne. Heart and soul and head and body.

bb:

Carcassonne is a computer… from the future.

Hucka D.:

Tronesis robot times, well, times a lot.

bb:

Inside is the Tronesis robot, though.

Hucka D.:

Well, yeah. I guess.

bb:

The older carcasses were interior synch heavy. Like Dark Side of the Rainbow. Like well, like OK, like The Rainbow Sphere.

Hucka D. (volunteering):

MessiaenSphere. A child. Before The Fall. Before The Monster. Spring any day now. Happy. Harry. Jerry. Cube. Sphere.

bb:

There’s a dichotomy, then.

Hucka D.:

That’s why Peter Gabriel is needed. Other synchs convince him of the worth of The Table, like Carcass-6 obviously (the most recent carcass). This is what they are debating… already have debated.

bb:

We must finish our talk with Dr. Blood about The Beetles’ involvement with Carcass+6, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

I wasn’t there.

bb:

OK, right.

Hucka D.:

Do you want him to come in? Talk to him tonight? We can make that happy… happen.

bb:

Nah, that’s alright. Another night.

Hucka D.:

You are seeing that Grassy’s character is uneven. He’s in Big Four, West Virgnia, trapped in the nylons aisle, at the same time his avatar is visiting the Mossman’s homeland with Gene Fade. Couldn’t happen. And he was fascinated with The Arab and showed up on the blog to talk about it. Yet at the same time… Big Four… trapped. How?

bb:

Is The Arab Finally Married?

—–

bb:

Is The Arab Frigate Matilda?

—–

On [the other] side we have Dr. Blood flanked by Marty and Peter Gabriel. [Also at Marty’s side] is Plant, and near Peter Gabriel is Lemon. Maybe one more on that side: Ives? Cowell? Henry Cow L.? On our side is Baker Bloch flanked by Baker Blinker and Hucka Doobie. Beside Baker Blinker is Karoz Blogger. Beside Karoz is Bracket Jupiter. No Wilsonia? But then you have to have the toy avatars as well, starting with Grassy Noll and perhaps Gene Fade. So Grassy would sit beside Hucka Doobie. The list:

Henry Cow L.?
Lemon
Peter Gabriel
Dr. Blood
Marty
Plant
Bracket Jupiter
Karoz Blogger
Baker Blinker
Baker Bloch
Hucka Doobie
Grassy Noll
Gene Fade

Hucka D.:

And baseball great Joe Oliver.

bb:

Yeah, forgot him.

Hucka D.:

From Atlanta. Has the key. The Key.

bb:

In counting, perhaps we need to keep it to 13 tops.

Hucka D.:

But not getting rid of Oliver. He’s important.

bb:

OK. Maybe Henry Cow L. For now. (pause). Also: Maybe you should sit in the middle for our side, Hucka D., instead of me. Me and Baker Blinker will flank you instead. Karoz on the other side of me, then Grassy on the other side of Baker Blinker. Then Bracket beside Karoz. You face Dr. Blood. You know him better than me, after all.

Hucka D.:

You scared of Dr. Blood, baker b.?

bb:

Maybe not scared…

Hucka D.:

It’s just Tin S. Man. As you know now. Might even be just little ol’ Ray Davies inside. A variant Ray, I mean.

bb:

He doesn’t count because his solo work isn’t used in a carcass, Hucka D. Not yet. That makes him different from all the others sitting on the opposite side: Marty, Lemon, Peter Gabriel, and, well, guess that’s it. Oh: Plant, of course.

Plant:

Hi.

bb:

Hi.

Hucka D.:

So it’s set.

—–

* Just after writing this, I found the correct Oliver baseball player. It’s Al Oliver, not Joe Oliver, who is instead Joe Morgan in the above picture. What a goof-up!


Karoz checking out a Happy location for possible Table meetings

 

4th January 12, 2012

Should be able to catch up with the creation of blog post texts this extended weekend.

Pietmond *might* last until March and even into early April. What projects to do, however, if it does? Norris gallery remains unfinished… Crooked Building: set up Pietmond Branch of Crabwoo University there? Sinkology?

The Table must be developed, and I’m not sure what role Pietmond will have in that. Started looking over The Table today, specifically the part belonging to The Beetles. The Beetles are the 4th most important artist or group of artists on this Table, audio side that is. Their mythology will be developed in a future carcass, perhaps Carcass-7 but maybe not as well.

The Table represents a history of music as I know it in general. And video. It is a snapshot of a particular time and place.

Gong represents another limitation, along with Teepot. Move back to Teepot? Is that where I’ll develop The Table in Second Life instead?

“No.”

bb:

There’s Mr. Hucka Doobie the Bee. Howdy.

Hucka D.:

Clean, cheap fun.

bb:

Pietmond.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Cut back on wine two days a week. Cut back on coffee. Cut back.

bb:

I’m planning to use the Pietmond money to buy toys, Hucka D., like model train track.

Hucka D.:

Make sure everything is wrapped up properly.

bb:

And The Table must be developed.

Hucka D.:

The Beetles[ and all].

bb:

Yes. Marty still around?

Hucka D.:

Yes. You will work with him again. Simpsons.

bb:

The good news is that, thanks to the expansion of the mythology surrounding Frank and Herman Parks — protected parks after all — the Baker Blinker Blog will continue even if Second Life went bottom up tomorrow. It would slow down, true.

Hucka D.:

You would find other virtual realities to explore.

bb:

I don’t think I plan to. Except maybe for GoogleEarth.

Hucka D.:

Good.

bb:

But I must begin to focus on The Table.

Hucka D.:

So you’ve said.

bb:

Working out… toward the edge.

Hucka D.:

Have you found the 4th yet?

bb:

Um, no.

Hucka D.:

You better start looking (!) That is the lip[ of the hole].

bb:

Crawling or climbing out of Pietmond equals climbing out of the hole that is The Table?

Hucka D.:

Sinkhole. Synch Hole.

bb:

Maybe draw some impressions of Pietmond.

Hucka D.:

You will have to go to the town council for any further destructions and constructions, baker b.

bb:

Carcassonne?

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Anyone else?

Hucka D.:

Maybe Marty. Maybe Warren Zeevon. Maybe The Bill. Maybe Lemmon. Maybe Plant. Bring them back. That’s your Table.

bb:

The Beetles are The 4th

—–

Marty is also leader of the toy avatar grouping at Money Pot now. BUILD THE TABLE THERE. The Table becomes all important. CARCASSONNE. Look over photos of Norum, Pietmond, Teepot?

—–

Marty becomes defacto leader of the toys after the death of Lisa the Vegetarian at the Jonesborough Compound. He orders the evacuation of the compound when Money Pot is found, a 1000000 dollars buried within so the rumors fly. DO YOU THINK HE NEEDS THE MONEY? Michael Won buried the money there — that’s what Michael Too was scared about. SACRED. Houston we have a problem. YOU BETTER FIND OUT IF THE MONEY IS THERE. MARTY MAY THINK SO. Maybe Stan and Sid and Spit and Sue are looking for that money. WHAT ELSE. Sid would know — he would vibrate around money. He could feel it deep underground. Shrink way way down. Totally different set of rules. CARCASS-7.

—–

Marty:

We begin today for several minutes. baker b., explain the numbering system of the carcasses. Why not call them by their real names?

bb:

The term carcass is used to describe [delete name] within this blog.

Marty:

There it goes again (!) Self editing.

Lemmon:

OHMMMMM.

bb:

OK, sorry. Carcasses are [delete name]. No use. But there are the word for *that* within the blog. We are within the blog now, so the word can’t be written. Not really. Carcasses start with the advent of this blog, or early 2008. Carcass-1 is the first carcass produced by me while working on the blog as well. This would be late 2008. Carcass-2 and Carcass-3 formed in 2009. Carcass-4 in 2010, just before the founding of Pietmond itself. Carcass-5 came along this past summer, and then Carcass-6 right after that, ending in September. Carcass-7, I project, will be formed sometime in 2012, perhaps along with even another carcass.

All carcasses before this blog have a positive number instead of a negative number. The last carcass created before the Baker Blink Blog is Carcass-0. The carcass before that is Carcass+0. The carcass before that, even, is Carcass+1, which may be the largest of all. The one before that, Carcass+2, is also pretty large but not as much. Carcass+1 and Carcass+2 together probably form the peak of carcass creations, and this would be late 2006 and early 2007. Marty, you would be involved in, for example, Carcass+3, very similar to Carcass+2, and then Carcass+2. You would be involved in one tile of Carcass-1. You would be involved in several tiles of Carcass-3, and this would also be the time of your involvement with the Baker Blinker Blog through Sunklands, along with Plant. Plant belongs in Carcass-3 as well — you two are the main driving force of this smaller carcass. It also probably represents the peak of Second Life influence on the carcasses, which start to grow larger again after this but not as large as pre-blog carcasses. Not yet at least. You and Plant are different in that you are blog spirits but also the major artists in a carcass. You are sort of a link between the two, then. When Carcass-3 was finished, I did not need either you or Plant afterwards. Not really, once more. This is one of the few times you’ve showed up in the meantime.

Marty:

I’m here at the request of Dr. Blood, whom I understand you [just] met in the heart of Sunklands, baker b. Tin S. Man.

bb:

I suppose I [just] did, yes.

Marty:

What is Sin City? Or Sinsity?

bb:

I believe it may be a psychic reflection of Chilbo west toward WESity. Your city after all.

Marty:

Yes, Lemmon and I played in WES. That’s where I was recruited by Dr. Blood to take part in the Sunkland Initiative. Plant came from the direction of, let me see, Sternberg I believe.

bb:

Originally Nowtown and Zen City, but they’re basically suburbs of Sternberg. *Were* suburbs. None of these places really exist now, except for the old core of Sternberg.

Marty:

I wonder if records still exist there of Plant’s stay. I’m not sure about WES and The Beetles. You have some photographs I understand. Sternberg, the city, was our drummer. Red. Dr. Blood.

bb:

Let’s see: WES or WESity was founded by a man who obviously, unconsciously knew of Carcass+2, Marty. His former club was in a MASH related sim[ name], and he also mentioned the desire to run a lemonade stand [in his SL profile] and then also quoted from Peewee’s Big Adventure [in same]. MASH represents mashup. Carcass+2.

Marty (pondering):

I can see this some, thanks to Dr. Blood. We, The Beetles, are at the end of Carcass+3. The End. And then at The Beginning of Carcass+2.

bb:

Kind of.

Marty:

This would be Abbey Road.

bb:

Yes.

Marty:

But Flattop is a mountain?

bb:

Yes. It is Yards Mountain. It use to be the most sacred of all Frank and Herman Park mountains, but I’m not so sure any more. It is a supposed place of contact. Like Devil’s Mountain, of course. Devil’s Tower, I mean.

Marty:

The End circles back to The Beginning. Grooving up slowly, this old flattop is. I thought the lyrics were nonsense… Lemmon didn’t tell me their meaning.

Lemmon:

The Bill. PAY THE BILL. (laughs loudly)

bb:

Come Together would be the coming together of the 2 who are to visit Devil’s Tower and witness the contact. The “over me” part of coming together would be the Tower itself. They are both creating art with representations of this mountain.

Hucka D. (entering):

Sorry I’m late. Apple cart spill over on Route 9, phew. Do you mind, actually, if I grab an okra cola soda before we begin?

bb:

We’ve already begun.

Hucka D.:

Oh. So you won’t miss me a bit more (smiles; gets up to go to okra coke machine).

Plant:

Marty must understand before the rest of us can understand.

Marty:

I understand that contact must be made. We must Come Together.*

bb:

And that’s your only role in Carcass+2. You’re not used in Carcass+1. But you’re back, certainly, in Carcass+-0. Realm of Lemmon for sure.

Lemmon:

UNCLE MEATWAD!

—–

* http://oldies.about.com/od/thebeatlessongs/a/cometogether.htm

This has been erroneously reported as the last track on which all four Beatles played together at the session; that record actually belongs to, appropriately enough, “The End,” recorded on August 8, 1969.

 

Seek. May 18, 2011

Filed under: Grassy Noll,Hucka D.,Lemmon,Uncategorized — baker Blinker @ 8:46 am

“There is a chance…”

Hucka D.:

Don’t say it.

bb:

But…

Hucka D.:

No. Crabwoo is the place. *The* place.

bb:

No going back home?

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

But…

*****

Lemon:

Refresh memory. Era unlocked.

Grassy:

Goat hide.

 

A Crime. January 14, 2011

Filed under: Beetles, The,Hucka D.,Lemmon,Marty,Residents, The,Uncategorized,West End — baker Blinker @ 8:02 am

“Hucka D., we either go further into the depths of the Crime Peninsula — bad name, don’t you think? — or we back away now and try something else.”

Hucka D.:

Try something else. Or not.

bb:

There’s just not much of an energy base to talk about Jeogeot on my own.

Hucka D.:

You can always return to Sunklands. That’s you home, after all. Home away from home.

bb:

Something about West End, though. Marty, of course, and The Beetles as a whole.

Hucka D.:

How did the “R” of Ringo shift to the back of the name to make Ingor?

bb:

I guess that’s the whole, variant process, Hucka D. Like George Harrison there was called George Harris’ Son.

Hucka D. (listing them out):

So there’s Marty — McCartney; Lemon, he’s Lennon; then the two I just mentioned. We just mentioned. And they played in WES.

bb:

Yes. We have pictures as proof. From 2007.

Hucka D.:

Can I see one?

bb:

I suppose so. I can dig one or two up real quick. Suppose the creator won’t mind at this late date.

Hucka D.:

Is that Ingor playing the drums there? He looks very red. Like a Red Man red.

bb:

I think that’s just the guy who took the picture. Stefano Sternberg… interesting name in itself, since there’s a Sternberg city nearby. Here’s another picture of WES by the same guy:

bb:

Now a question becomes: Is this the same city as West End Shipping? We know it is WES. (pause). Ahhh, we have Stefano caught in a Chilbo t-shirt here, Hucka D. (!)

bb:

And it looks like he may have owned a place called the Berlin Bar in Mujigae in Greater Chilbo. But it [Chilbo] would have been quite a young place in Spring 2007 still, the time the bar seemed to have opened. (pause) Furthermore, it looks like he checked out The Cavern in WES just before this bar opened, Hucka D. Perhaps it served as some sort of inspiration. (pause to look at more snapzilla photos) That’s about all I’m getting out of this, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Have you figured out what happened yet?

bb:

In WES?

Hucka D.:

WES, yes. WES.

bb;

One thing: I was just thinking tonight it’s about as far away from Chilbo on Jeogeot you can get in both a physical and spiritual way, yet now I know there’s a direct connection through Stefano and The Cavern/Berlin Bar.

Hucka D.:

Center becomes West. West becomes Center.

bb:

Maybe WES was becoming a rival to Chilbo. Maybe Chilbo didn’t like it. Maybe they took care of The Beetles.

Hucka D.:

The Beetles were in trouble, true.

bb:

Maybe this is about urban areas of Jeogeot, like WES, like Chilbo… like Sternberg for that matter, where Little Robert Plant Variant supposedly got his musical start.

Hucka D.:

Interesting name, as you said. Why were all attracted to Sunklands?

bb:

I believe it was indicated that Plant and The Beetles were invited into Sunklands.

Hucka D.:

*Everyone* was invited. WES, Sternberg, Chilbo… everyone. It was a central watering hole. Center becomes North, South, East, West. Compass directions. All in Sunklands. Sink in.

*****

bb:

Sunklands was a way to preserve the past. Ancients.

Hucka D.:

It’s not The Beetles. It’s The Residues.

bb:

Variant Residents band (?)

Hucka D.:

Two WES’, superimposed on top of each other. Two lidded, if you wish.

bb:

Band on the Run?

Hucka D.:

Yes, on the run. Marty should have seen it coming. Another Beetles on top of the other Beetles. It was his dream to start over in 1970 and do the bar circuit again. He couldn’t do it in Real Life — he came here. Split occurred. But in order to do this he had to make an agreement with The Residues.

bb:

I’m getting confused over the role of all these bands. Sternberg, in that snapshot above, played drums in WES and pretended he was Ringo.

Hucka D.:

Sternberg was Ingor. Red Man.

bb:

Sewing out tunes? Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields?

Hucka D.:

Bee-tles. McCartney. Lennon. Wisconsin, Florida. You must return.

bb:

Thank you.

 

McGlumphed January 11, 2011

Filed under: Beetles, The,Carrcass+2,Lemmon,Marty,Uncategorized,WES — baker Blinker @ 6:51 am

“Close conjunction of population places Darwin and Casey in Meeker County, Minnesota. Last names of perhaps first and last Pietmond outside exhibitors.”

Hucka D.:

Meaning those not within your skin.

bb:

Yes. Then in Clark County, Illinois…

… the same two town names [appear] but on opposite sides of the county this time, instead of close together. Each has a township named for it, like Casey Darwin does in Minnesota.

Hucka D.:

Darwin pulls you out of yourself, your Pietmond. She even has a… I’ll let you speak.

bb:

She even has a West Coast Road folder, Hucka D. Energies unite.

Hucka D.:

Casey first and Darwin last. Evolution. Pietmond evolution [of Art Crawl galleries, SoSo first and Underground perhaps last]. Only way to go now is up [to the UFO].

bb:

OK.

Hucka D.:

Put the McGlumphy pictures in the Underground tomorrow. Sorry, Ms Darwin’s pictures.

bb:

It [Darwin-Casey conjunctions in MN and IL] really seems to define the limits of Pietmond itself, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

She is a Jeogeot artist. You are an artist of Jeogeot.

bb:

United in West End Shipping: WES.

Hucka D.:

Yes. How’s the search for Ancient Marty going. Blackbird?

bb:

Black and white. Red all over, I suppose.

Hucka D.:

Do you think… have you considered… that Marty is jacking you around?

bb:

I’m not really sure what that would mean.

Hucka D.:

Well… you’ve put things forth on the table. He hasn’t responded.

bb:

Not sure…

Hucka D.:

Lemon stand… shiny red Herman bike… Mash… Mashup.

bb:

I think you mean the mashup of a specific Herman bike with a lemon true tree. Fusion, really.

Hucka D.:

Yes, you can say that. Then both stolen. Big and little together. Mashup. Monster Mashup.

==========

bb:

Well, let’s talk, if you don’t mind, about my visit or, now, visits to WES. Something I didn’t put in that last descriptive post: I met the griefer, apparently, and we talked a bit. She had a gun, which I found uneasy given the day’s events. She was only white mist, and when I told her to log out and log back in, and that always cleared the non-body problem up for me, she did and it didn’t. She remained an unknown, like a certain person that had captured Amereca’s complete attention was still a huge question mark. I think that has something to do with all this.

Another observation: there are several Crimean related sim names on the peninsula with WES, including — I’ve sent Baker Bloch over to Nightfield right now [to check the inworld map] — Cimmeria, primarily, but also Belit. I’ve done a bit of study on the others sim names of this mainland peninsula, but this is the only connection between two sims I’ve been able to come up with, mainly through the wikipedia article on Robert E. Howard’s Belit, where it is mentioned that her romantic interest, Conan the Barbarian (Howard’s most famous character), is a Cimmerian, which is the actual name of a tribe of people who lived on Ukraine’s Crimean Peninsula. Crimea is also an anagram of Cimmeria.

Hucka D.:

What’s your point [in all this]?

bb:

I should also mention that Belit is Conan’s first real love interest.

Hucka D.:

Let me help, then. The peninsula Stanlee is upon is like the Crimean Peninsula. Crime as well. A crime was committed there. Griefer attack. Seems to be two separate people but in reality only one. Gun was involved. This happen to Lemon too.

bb:

Oh, man. I didn’t understand the Lemon connection fully until now (!)

Hucka D.:

A man was being searched for but not the one who committed the crime. Instead it was One Who Zaps, see. Mashup is involved. You have found your Ancients. (pause) Lemon was stolen from us. Bike… lemon. Something very, very valuable to us all.

============

bb:

So a bit more: off the West Coast Road I’ve found not one but two peninsulas with a very narrow type of isthmus connecting them back to mainland. The first was in a larger body of water in Kusanagi, described in this earlier post. The second comes from Nightfield itself; in fact, if Baker Bloch stands up right now — I’m making him do this as I write — he can go to the window in front of him and *just* see this second, very similar type of peninsula. I’ll go ahead and take another picture of it while Baker is standing there.

Easy as pie. Anyway, this much smaller peninsula has the two lidded chest we talked about before, Hucka D., which you indicated at the time represents two eyes, similarly with two lids.

Hucka D.:

To see with, yes. The lids help protect. They are lids as well. They hide the soul… golden stairway to heaven… so forth.

==========

bb:

I stopped to write an email to MC. I think he’s the one who’s been McGlumphed. I was just picking up on that.

Hucka D.:

Yes. A crime.

bb:

Anyway, I just logged in to my email account to write *him*, and see he beat me to the punch. I was going to ask him his opinions of Jung’s individuation process and the search for Self. This has to do with that double lidded trunk. Directly.*

==========

*
http://www.schuelers.com/ChaosPsyche/part_1_27.htm

Jung’s (1978) individuation is similar, if not identical, to the self-actualization of Maslow (1968; 1971). But why does the ego need to approach the Self, if it is to all end in death? Jung (1991) says “The psyche itself, in relation to consciousness, is pre-existent and transcendent “ (p. 91). So, while the ego is born, grows, and dies, in the same way as the body, the psyche itself, and especially the Self, is not under the same limitations. Jung’s eternal archetypal Self is probably the chief subject of disagreement with other psychologists, and one reason why mainstream materialistic psychologists fail to take him seriously. He is, however, taken seriously by today’s transpersonal psychologists.

 

Nascera Expansion, 04 February 7, 2010

Filed under: Beetles, The,Lemmon,Marty,Nascera Continent — baker Blinker @ 5:26 pm

Newest picture of the Nascera continent expansion. Already it is quickly approaching the size of the smallest, present continents of Gaeta and Heterocera. For now, you can still clearly see the square extent of the original 64, now making up considerably less than half the total land.

And Baker was super pleased to see that whole sims have still been set aside in new development as buffering park regions, just as was the case with the original 64.

Moving to the southern part of the continent now, we have expansion in this direction of the fantasy themed region. The below ridge butts directly up against the west side of the old 64.

Interesting terrain just south of the channel running through the fantasy region, below the Bluebells sim. As of this writing, none of the new sims have specific names, nor can you teleport directly to them. Instead I, or Baker Bloch, had to teleport into the original 64 and fly into the newer regions.

While at the above location, Baker spotted an avatar hovering between two jagged hills directly in front of him, and decided, just out of curiosity, to see who it was. There weren’t many avatars in the new regions, and I think Baker had only encountered a couple of moles so far, busy making adjustments.

He focused in, and lo and behold the avatar turned out to be a JohnnyMac Lemmon, making Baker actually gasp at the time. Why the surprise? Well, it’s obviously a kind of mashup of names John Lennon and McCartney, and reference to these two names had *just appeared* on the cover of the newly minted second edition of Sunklands Today, a picture of which actually appears just beneath the photo below (if you’re viewing the blog from the home page). The specific reference is “What Marty Said; Lemon = Lennon?”. Marty, to remind regular readers, is a former spirit guide of the blog referred to as a Paul McCartney variant, with the name Marty being derived from an edited version of the letters of Paul’s surname. The name Lemon in this blog, according to Marty and perhaps Hucka D., refers directly, in turn, to John Lennon. Anyway, here with JohnnyMac Lemon, we have a eerily similar mashup of names McCartney and Lennon; hope you can grasp that queerness at least a bit. 🙂

Despite advertising himself as friendly and inviting others to say hi to him, Baker Bloch balked at direct contact. Best, he thought, just to take a picture and allow the associations to unfold within the blog.

Additional note: Mr. Lemmon apparently is staring directly toward the Bluebells/Corrigan ruins complex.

 

We Must Press Forward, Hucka D., 02 August 21, 2009

Filed under: Hucka D.,Lemmon,Petemond,Sunklands — baker Blinker @ 7:23 am

Hucka D.:

I’m ready to talk about Petemond more now. Others are as well. Lemon.

bb:

Lemon?

Hucka D.:

Do you wish to see?

bb:

Er… sure.

Lemon:

Good evening to ya, baker. baker b. baker Beach. (snickers)

bb:

Are you really, um, Lemon, like Marty described it?

Lemon:

Sort of.

bb:

Another variant?

Lemon:

Another world. What did you see?

bb:

Hmmm… well, if you’re talking about Lemon World I saw the Hidalgo collage series. Is that what you mean?

Lemon:

Sure we can head that way chum. Chump. Seriously: chum.

bb:

Do you know me, then?

Lemon:

We all know you, baker b. All us variants from Sunklands. I am heart.

bb (repeating what Lemon said):

I am heart.

Lemon (facetiously):

Oh, you too?

bb:

And Marty is the head, the whirly brain bits?

Lemon:

Good, yeah. But: no. Ok, maybe.

bb:

Beetles we’re talking about here. With the double “e”s.

Lemon:

You went into my world.

bb:

Baker Bloch did, with Hucka D. Do you know Hucka D.?

Lemon (in weird echoey growl):

Uhhhhhhhhh.

bb:

Strange.

Lemon (repeats sound):

Uhhhhhhhhh.

Hucka D.:

Lemon, ladies and gentlemen. He’ll return soon with a tune. In the meantime, we have, well, who do we have?

bb:

Plant? (pause) Marty?

Hucka D.:

Let’s try something different. You up for this? Let’s try a whole, damn town.

bb:

Petemond?

Hucka D.:

Right. You ready? I’ll have to really concentrate for this.

bb:

OK.

Hucka D.:

Here it comes. (a flood of voices fill the air, one by one they disappear until only one remains, chanting some indecipherable, yes, it was a song. Or tune).

Hucka D.:

I’ll translate (the voice stops singing and transforms into dialog). Hold on… “Inky doo. Oblong. Whadda you wanna me to do for you? O’kay. Understand? Whadda you want?”

Hucka D.:

You are Petemond?

Petemond:

Iky don’t. Whadda you for here to do you? Easily understand me.

Hucka D.:

Can you describe what you are?

Petemond:

Inky diddlydoo don’t. We are town and country working together.

Hucka D.:

Are you collage?

Petemond:

Piddly do don’t. We are Rose on the Hill and Hidal gotta go.

Hucka D.:

I’ll take that for a yes.

Petemond:

For a yes, no. Do da.

Hucka D.:

Don’t.

Petemond:

Do da.

Hucka D.:

Lemon is, was inside you. Lemon do da don’t icky foo?

Petemond:

Lemon don’t da do inky font.

Hucka D. (to bb):

He says Lemon is there still. (to Petemond): Inky do da don’t icky do de dum. Lemon da Petemond icky don’t?

Petemond:

We far understand you better most any time now.

Hucka D. (to bb):

There’s a translation problem. We may have to continue another night.

Petemond:

Ickle dickle do de dum don’t da. Weiner eeple to two e two e.

Hucka D.:

Yes, another night it is. Thank you Petemond.

bb:

Thank you Hucka D. And Petemond. And Lemon.