00510408 (no internal)

“Why are you both Frank and Daisy and Newt and Wheeler?”

“I am all males and all females at once. This is the only game I checked that you can do that.”

“Do what?”

Log in 2 players at once. It allows me to much more easily role play for the blog and attached photo-novels. I do not have and do not need an outside partner in order for it all to work. I have no helper, and never did in the game of Our Second Lyfe. My only aids are the world around me as a whole. I can (also) use characters from Grand Theft Auto, Cyberpunk 2077, Witcher, and Red Dead Redemption and they need know nothing about it. They are just empty associates, devoid of soul except what I create for them. I am actually the only one here. My own little kingdom.”

“As the castle you both inhabit, the two sides of you as Frank and Daisy who are also Newt and Wheeler as you’ve reassured me, I only keep my eyes peeled outward instead of inward per your fiction.”

“Good. This castle is complicated. It houses other beings. Father Fecked is still in the downstairs bedroom I fixed up. Philip keeps popping in and out, mainly to play his High Speed pinball. Sometimes I am down there playing the piano just across from him. Daisy piano — wasn’t planned that way, though. On it, I play songs about her. Fitting. Chromagraphs.”

“Chromagraphs?” It was a new subject — could he or she handle it? Of course!

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00510407

“I *know* you,” I said when seeing her inside the Secret Door.”

“Of course you know me,” she said in my mind if not my body. “Center.”

“Center,” I echoed in the chamber. Significant pause.

“You left me in the dark. To fend for myself. I was… waiting for you.”

I couldn’t figure out how to answer this. I considered that I didn’t know who I was talking to after all.”

“I came as soon as I could,” I explained. “Fiction is more synthesis than analysis. You can’t look forward and backwards at the same time.”

“Can’t you?” she countered

We were in a lighted area now, but the eyes inside the black faced head remained her own.

She was showing me Center again. Where it all began. TBC

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00510406 (spouse and Jerry)

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00510405 (high noon)

“You know we have a Westwood too, full of women and apples. You’re not the first of your kind, Franklin. Or Frank Lynn; whatever.”

This f-cking planet, he thinks later to himself as he stares across the river in his dreams, into a different New state altogether. Old New to New New. If I would have just left back then everything would be all right now, he continued. But he knew that was impossible given the direction they all — all of the prisoners of his, um, New Home — were actually facing. Up. TBC

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00510404 (Michigan city)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is8N7B9b0GQ

“Alan, it was all just a *dream*,” spoke Michelle directly into my still doubting face. Her breath smelled like flowers so I didn’t mind in that respect. The words spewing out of that same pretty, red lipped mouth, however, stung like bees to every part of my body except the knees. “Here, here,” she implored, pulling out the highway map of Michigan Indiana again and unfolding it before me. “See here? Indiana Dunes. Just like you described dunes west of Hazel which seems to equate directly with our Michigan City.” She then pointed out that Chicago lies to the west of that and what did I say at least a couple of times about that sprawling metropolis, hmm? “You said you wish it had remained a wilderness — that’s how you put it,” she answered herself. “And what is The Hook Wilderness Preserve or whatever on your New Island, huh? A *wilderness*. This would be the place directly overlapping Chicago in our Hazel-Michigan City synchronization.” “That’s a good word for it,” I dare speak up to her, the now red face to sort of match the lips, glaring eyes and flaring nostrils up above that. She’d had enough of fantasy. She wanted to be *grounded*. Wake up, wake up! she seemed to cry over and over. You’re still only dreaming. New Island isn’t real! TBC

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00510403 (center (big guy with a beard sitting at a desk))

https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/mythos-01/

Edwardston and its railroad trestle.

mythos01

Edwardston, Pattonsburg and Gillalex (latter not revisited yet).

mythos02

Increasing range: Calypso comes into view. Calypso is the traditional 5th largest city of the Mythos country of Wazob, as Edwardston is no. 3 and Gillalex is no. 4. This is obvious reference to the 3-4-5 Pythagorean triangle, in retrospect. The city of Calypso is (or was) located on Morg Island at the confluence of Silver Creek and Gold River. It is now part of a walking park. Wazob is built around the Silver Creek, and Calypso represents its “top”, a sealing or even entrapping lid.

mythos03

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00510402 (non-center)

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00510401 (center (map = body)

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00510317 (tomorrow was too late)

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00510316 (St. Catty)

Long long ago, in a different planetary system altogether, Tamala was tied to the owl’s head cross and hoisted to the highest building of Hate City, Planet Q for all to witness, her heart glasses removed, her eyes sown shut in effect. Life snuffed out

Sacrifice to the aberrant powers of an extraterrestrial cult in order to be reborn again and again in commercial displays over the next hundred years. The ritual reached a crescendo with the alignment of the stars. Orion power ON.

You will find her, in a basement. In a basement…

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