More Thoughts August 14, 2012

Haven’t decided exactly what to do with this blog. Logically I suppose I should give it up and create a whole new blog that isn’t Second Life centered but instead Real Life centered (as in Frank/Herman Park Real Life exploring stuff centered). Another option is just to make new posts of this particular blog private as needed and keep moving on here.

I don’t invest any money in Second Life now but I still have builds there: a gallery or two, a temple or three, and some other random places. Most of these are found on Hilo Ridge in Lower Austra. Hilo may also be the same as Philo. So I still have a “center” in Second Life, a type of presence. But virtually speaking I don’t explore there any longer except in spot locations now and then when I get bored of doing other things. I’ll keep popping over to Sunklands and the old Pietmond grounds and other locations there every now and then. I’ll still manifest in Noru and Greater Chilbo in general once in a while. Still will check in with Yeot (Teepot/Boris location) every week or four. Most of all I’ll peruse the cheapest mainland locations for sale.

Presently, my “art” budget for the month, about 50 dollars as I’ve determined, is tied up in music and video purchases/rentals. This is for a/v synching purposes. The Billfork Agreement prevents me from talking about this subject too much. In the blog, as regular reader knows, synchs are codenamed carcasses. I’ve just created a recipe for Carcass-7, the last in this line of 37 or 38 works so far, and will start to tape this week. Very exciting. The formation of Carcass-7 seems to indicate the end of this blog, however.

Why do I feel this? Basically I need to frame the blog so I can begin to figure out what the heck it is and how to organize all the thoughts and information inside. This is the Baker Blinker Blog, created from 2008 to 2012. Put a tombstone on it. So I might as well call it the end and go ahead from there. What is all this about?? Essentially I think it is about synchronicity, pure and simple. Second Life was a place, especially toward the beginning, that provided a great backdrop for synchronicity study in the shape of this blog, or recorded or attempted to be recorded in this blog. Now this energy has shifted elsewhere, mainly to real life explorations in Frank/Herman Parks, but also, in the future, other attached locations within the same county, *my* county. I am tempted to call it Haze County.

Why the needed secrecy? I’ve mentioned the Billfork Agreement, which calls for this. Also I don’t want the general public to know the whereabouts of me and my parks, in tandem with it. The Billfork Agreement suggests that secrecy, when in doubt, wins out over exposure. By blocking off a part of my life in this way, I give the hidden side extra energy because I don’t have to deal with this public scrutiny. This probably makes it akin to The Residents’ Theory of Obscurity connected with their own very mysterious figure known as N. Senada.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/N._Senada

Senada’s “Theory of Obscurity” states that an artist can only produce pure art when the expectations and influences of the outside world are not taken into consideration. Senada and his theory are referred to almost exclusively in connection with avant garde musical group The Residents.

All participants in the Second Life experience are called Residents, known collectively as The Residents I suppose. Curious synchronicity once more.

The peak of My Second Lyfe experience comes in the region known as Sunklands, containing mysterious (once again) sinkholes in the southwest part of Jeogeot, the largest mainland continent of this world. In a probable direction, Sunklands was much more fulfilled than it is in this recorded world-reality. It was in Sunklands that various variants were gathered together to create a Sunklands Initiative, which I first became aware of (along with the region itself) in August 2009. These variants included both Little Robert Plant Variant (a variant of Robert Plant, former led singer of Lead Zeppelin), and also Marty, a variant of Paul McCartney. LRPV was the more formed and solid of the two, being the main guest spirit on this blog for a considerable number of months (Hucka D., of course, being the house blog spirit, so to speak). But many questions still remain unanswered about the Sunklands Initiative. It appears to have been primarily organized by Dr. Blood, whose physical appearance seems similar or perhaps identical with the Tinman of Oz of “Wizard of Oz” fame. Dr. Blood seems mainly attached to the Aotearoa sink, one of the six identifiable sinkholes in the region. Little Robert Plant Variant or LRPV comes from the Sternberg metro area according to legend, which is just north of Sunklands, and departed from his main variants’ path in this city by giving up the Zeppelin Tube, containing the sealed energy of the group itself. He gave the Led Zeppelin group energy to the Initiative, then (in essence). Marty also comes from outside Sunklands, but, once again, from nearby, this time to the west in a place called WES and West End. A departing point from the main variant band, once more, occurs here, with the decision to keep the name Beetles instead of Beatles. In *this* reality, the insects are called beatles instead, perhaps. Early in their Second Life career, The Beetles and Marty had to “remember” the events of the Lennon killing, which led them to the Nautilus continent and Roostre’s Peninsula, where they reexamined the Sea of Green through the Yellow Submarine. The Sea of Green is the same as the Valley of Nye, whereupon [spied on] by the Eye of Rye.

Hucka D.:

Let me interrupt you here, baker b., for we have to move on to other variants tonight as well. One is OWZ, pronouced like “owes” as in someone owes someone something. He has recently appeared on this blog in connection with The Table.

bb:

But it was known that Marty and Little Robert Plant Variant appeared in the blog at this time in preparation for Carcass-3. Carcass-3 is where Sunklands and Second Life itself peaked for me, but then returned its energy to carcasses afterwards. Carcass-3 is a small, single movie affair. The story is mainly in the synchronicities surrounding it and leading up to it. The story is mainly found in Sunklands.

Hucka D.:

From Carcass-3 you can know everything.

bb:

Then Carcass-4, 5, 6 are now apparently referred to as the Pietmond carcasses, because they are composed when I was involved with that land, which, of course, is also a part of Sunklands.

Hucka D.:

It is a struggle of carcasses to escape the gravity of Your Second Lyfe. The energy was collected into Pietmond by that time, which began to make it easier. Carcasses grew again; your attachment to Second Life as a whole, at least outside of Pietmond, lessened.

bb:

And now it seems I’ve escaped altogether, and the Carcasses have come out of the clouds and into the open air again. Carcass-7 is flying.

Hucka D.:

Carcass-7 is important[ true].

Thoughts, News, Ideas August 13, 2012

Have finished at least the table for Carcass-7, the ironically named new a/v synch. Will finish it probably next week.

Hucka D.:

It is good. It is great.

bb:

Thanks, Hucka D. Good and great to still see you around.

Hucka D.:

We near the end, get to the end, and then begin again. Howdy.

bb:

Is this a new blog?

Hucka D.:

Yes (!)

bb:

But it’s the same as the old blog[ it seems].

Hucka D.:

No. You still have a trickle of readers here. Your Second Lyfe is pretty dead, true, but things may still happen there.

bb:

Here’s my idea(s). Carcass-7 is what the blog was aiming for all along.

Hucka D.:

In part.

bb:

Maybe another one behind it.

Hucka D.:

You have found a[ unpronouceable word].

bb:

I think so. Maybe.

Hucka D.:

Take a look at that again tonight.

bb:

I will.

Hucka D.:

Show the world if you wish.

bb:

I don’t think anybody in the world is that interested any more[ in what I do].

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Hucka D.:

Give it a name[ others can understand].

bb:

Redblue.

Hucka D.:

Hucka D… sorry.

bb:

Hucka D., do you still have access to the memories of Charles Nelson Blinkerton?

Hucka D.:

Yes (!)

bb:

CNB mentioned working on a Red Squirt 7 that he never finished. Hold on…

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bb:

Looks like we talked some about Charles Nelson here in this July 2011 post Hucka D.

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bb:

Well, I suppose I could just start reading the blog from the beginning again, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Frank. Herman. Parks. Good idea. Not a great idea but good.

bb:

Should we instead just end this blog??

Hucka D.:

It’s already ended. It’s already begun[ again].

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

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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?

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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.

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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!

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* 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.