… if I saw this list without knowing anything about MapS, I’d make the association with Drew Carey and Whose Line is It Anyway?”
Hucka D.:
That’s the point. (pause) Sorry.
bb:
That’s okay. So Cleveland does rock. Cleveland Rocks. Almost ringing Tiny Wiltshire.
Hucka D.:
Almost. (pause) To a point.
bb:
And so there are ley lines running through Tiny Wiltshire.
Hucka D.:
That’s next. T. W. is a place of contact between man — you and alien — them. But the aliens are not actually aliens, just the surrounding woods and inhabiting spirits. Now. Rocks that watch[ like in SID’s 1st Oz].
bb:
But this is, once again, about Carcass+3.
Hucka D.:
Yes. In MapS.
bb:
Carey is a Host as well.
Hucka D.:
Just because the alien aliens are gone doesn’t mean that Tiny Wiltshire isn’t still relative.
bb:
If I wait to go to Real Wiltshire…
Hucka D.:
Don’t wait. Tom is waiting for you. You need to go. It’s an expense well worth it.
A view one of the smaller toy avatars, say an Mmmmmm, might see while walking around weird, mysterious Tiny Wiltshire.
Fork Top Tree again. When I head to T.W. one more time, I should have enough information to create a map, perhaps of the whole of Bill Mountain even.
Tiny Wiltshire offers many views toward rocks positioned in the neighboring woods. Separate but related in this manner, almost as if the rocks act as guardians, and that’s their point. Cleveland Rocks? Probably, now. Ley lines running into and through T. W.?
Fucliecester: a cluster of thorny trees itself guarding and protecting Tiny Wilshire from the west.
This is the only way through, and you have to bend down still.
The Green at the south side of Tiny Wiltshire.
Mysterious floating tree.
Main path into Tiny Wiltshire, apparently worn by deer. Yet to see a deer in the area, though.
One more look at the dense thicket of trees making up Fucliecester.
This was I believe the next post up in Michael Glickman’s blog I was planning to read sometime soon, and then just a minute ago it came up as the 4th hit in my Google search for “eleven sided” + “crop circles.” So I’m reading the post *now*.
A newer theory has it that the alien spaceship landing sometime in the past in Frank Park may have left in the trail of smoke I saw Saturday a week ago from Tiny Wiltshire. The mystery (train) whistle heard at the same location the next day might be directly related as well, thinking of such a whistle producing a cloud of stream. So maybe Hucka D. is right about them being gone man gone.
Seven is considered to represent spirit, revelation, the eternal feminine and that which lies behind the veil. Eleven is the first number of the Master Number series that is said to indicate degrees of contact and interaction with other dimensions. [my emphasis] Given these credentials we cannot be surprised that these two noble numbers choose to hold themselves slightly aloof from such as the ordinary fours and nines.
The Oliver’s Castle snowflake formation can be seen as a pivotal point in crop circle history, deepening a rift between those who believe there is most definitely a real mystery phenomenon going on in Wiltshire and elsewhere and those who believe there is most definitely no mystery atall to examine — just the work of very terrestrial and very human crop circle “artists”.
I lived there. It was the first virtual reality town created by GoogleEarth. I hid there, yes.
bb:
Then of course Carcass-6 comes along that summer; Oliver at center. *Flower*, like in Flower of Life.
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bb:
It looks to me for all the world that Screven County Georgia and its outlying Oliver (highlighted in red below) duplicates Michael’s revelation that seven lies at the root of the Oliver’s Castle formation. Screven = seven. “Cr” may even be important: *cr*op circle?
Going deeper into this, it may be significant that Oliver, Georgia’s town boundaries are no longer circular, although the other 3 circular towns in the county (Hilltonia, Newington, Rocky Ford), according to the above map, remain so. The limits of the largest city and county seat, Sylvania, is also based on the circle, but a significantly larger one than the rest. Here’s a comparison of all 4 along with Oliver, the 5th incorporated town of the county that doesn’t fit the pattern any longer. Or never did.
Why is Oliver marked as a circle in the outline above when it’s not? Was it *ever* a circle? Maybe not. Is Oliver’s Castle a legitimate (non-human artist) circle and is the Oliver’s Castle video a legitimate film of a crop circle forming and not another piece of art? How much did the videographer get *paid*?
Is this another video of Oddball Oliver killed by King Circle?
(1). Weird, vertical serpentine cloud formation, strongly reminding me of the horsehair worm found in Spoon Fork in early November, and also in Frank Park. Unlike an airplane contrail or vapor trail, there was no obvious source for the vapor — it had no head or tail, just like the horsehair worm. Also it was moving very rapidly across the sky, indicating a low altitude and ruling out a plane source as well. Just before I saw the cloud whizzing by in the sky, I heard what appeared to be an unusual popping noise, like a firecracker. I don’t think a firecracker is the answer to the source. The cloud, outside of having no head/tail, was well defined, and looked much like a very elongated, whispy cumulus cloud. It seemed to be moving about the same speed as the only other (normally shaped, in that case) cloud in the sky within my vision range. The unusual cloud was maybe 20 times as long as it was wide. I remember running through part of Tiny Wiltshire in an attempt to see the bottom of the cloud for a possible plane. I eventually found a clear enough spot to see the bottom (remember, the cloud was moving very rapidly and I knew it would disappear soon), but no plane present, and it just tapered off on both ends. That’s when I starting directly connecting it to the horsehair worm, rightly or wrongly. But I think rightly.
This occurred on Saturday, before I knew about the Rust Spot shifting but had already heard the aliens in the woods just beyond. From Tiny Wiltshire, the cloud appeared from the direction of Rust Spot, and I have to believe the 2 are related.
(2). Train whistle where there’s no train. I’ve heard this phenomenon once before; about 6-7 years ago I think. Thing is, back in the early 1900s there *use* to be a train running through the valley north of Frank Park. The whistle was distinct in each case. The noise came from the west this time, and not from Rust Spot to the north.
This occurred on the day after (1), or Sunday, when I already knew about the Rust Spot shifting.
Below is a video of what might be related phenomenon of (1).
Great idea. Dark Side of the Rainbow is the root. Power Tower in the sky. You need both. Dr. Blood or Knok will help with the big tower. That’s where The Table will be set up. Already has. But you need the temple too.
Baker Bloch has his private office again, Hucka D. It’s pretty nice.
Hucka D.:
Pretty nice.
bb:
He feels like he needs to deepen his connections with TILE.
“Congratulations baker b. The aliens are gone. They told me to tell you they appreciate the bugs, and the golden one was especially delightful. I think they ate them. Anyway they took their 11 sided ship and went away. Aldebaran was their next destination.”
bb:
Thanks Hucka D. That was a relief.
Hucka D.:
Don’t go near Rust Spot still, because some devizes were left behind. Devices I meant.
bb:
Okay I won’t.
Hucka D.:
Tiny Wiltshire is okay. The top of the mountain is okay. The Old TILE Road parking where you usually park is still not okay. Okay?
bb:
Got it.
Hucka D.:
Now on with the show!
Baker Bloch, sitting in front of the newly christened Power Tower in New Pietmond, is okay with the aliens leaving.
In returning to Bullrocks for the second time after ascending Bill Mountain from Tiny Wiltshire, I looked down in the woods and immediately spied some kind of suspicious discoloration in the distance. Were these fused blue-green (left) and white (right) blobs the aliens themselves, perhaps playacting for me as frozen mimes?? The thought had to cross my mind, and I’m sure it would yours too given the same situation.
Closeup of the discolorations; difficult to get a picture of. Obviously more convincing in person.
This more out-of-focus picture may even give one a better idea of what I saw. Another possibility is that it’s an alien artifact instead of the aliens themselves (more sensible, since it obviously was not moving as I continued to gaze upon it), perhaps a corner of their spaceship, even. The next time I go to Bullrocks I’ll have to look again.
Bullrocks themselves are fascinating even without the alien backstory. They consist of 2 large rocks, on on top of the other, with a small ledge area between the two. Here’s a section of ground at the base of Upper Bullrock, as we’ll start to call it. Notice the mysterious ebony stone.
Looking across the bottom of Upper Bullrock from basically the same position.
Amazing collection of small, rounded rocks in this basin area (detail of above). They seem to signify deeper things.
Perhaps even more mysterious “black hole” in the wall above them. I am toying around with the idea that it represents a rift in space and time, perhaps the one the Bill Mountain aliens used to enter our solar system. Are the rocks below, then, stars? Stars that, er, fell out of this black hole or this black rift? Or were formed in it? Still working on all this obviously.
Since taking these pictures yesterday, Hucka D. has relayed to me that the Bill Mtn. aliens have gone away, taking with them my presents I left under what is probably the most prominent Tiny Wiltshire rock. But I’m still suppose to stay away from Rust Spot, pheh (and by default Twin Falls behind it, since the only way back there is through Rust Spot).
There are a considerable number of thorn trees in Wiltshire. The below photo is a close up of the same tree in the center of picture 3 here. The 2nd picture shows a neighboring thorn tree which has been bent over but apparently isn’t dead yet. Don’t think.
Tiny swirls like this in Tiny Wiltshire make me speculate on the possibility of miniature parallels to similarly swirled crop circles in the real deal Wiltshire. Probably not, but I thought I’d just bring up what was in my mind when I took the picture.
Bramble acting as a barrier between parts of Tiny Wiltshire. I’m very interested to see what this turns to in spring and summer months.
Another interesting tree in the area.
A triangle of fungi snuggle together at the base of this pine tree.
The 4 nuts and attached pine cones I’ve already blogged about at the top of the Bill Mountain 03 post were found in disarray when I returned several days later for the present picture. Actions of animals, or weather elements… or more alien mind games?
A tree shaped like the top of a fork. I suppose I’ll call it Fork Top Tree.
As I stated before, Tiny Wiltshire contains a good number of rocks projecting from its flat surface, including these 2 found in a more weedy environ.
In all likelihood not. But I plan to return to Bill Mountain today. Are they even monitoring this *blog*?
Here’s the deal, then… ALIENS. I think this is what you want. I will not take my camera to Bill Mountain except to Tiny Wiltshire perhaps. Is THAT okay? 🙂 I cannot take pictures of *you* for God’s sake (The Bill). I will enter the mountain area from the top with camera. Go only to Tiny Wiltshire. Okay, no I won’t even take my camera to Tiny Wiltshire, not today. Do you have a camera? A computer, I mean? I think that means you monitor this blog. You do not want your story as part of this blog. But it’s a JOKE, right? Like crop circles themselves… it’s all hoaxed. Bill Mountain is based on Frank Zappa’s Billy the Mountain in combo with Firesign Theatre’s Billville (a mound in the middle of Heartland, US of A). See, it’s all a joke. Zappa’s Billy the Mountain isn’t *real*. It’s a mountain and mole hill in one. I am fine to create a cover-up. I am experienced. I am shut-mouthed.
You isolated what I called The Computer from the rest of the junk at Rust Spot Central. This means not that you want a computer (like Michael Too indicated to me when I first met him in the Frank Park woods), but you already have one and are monitoring the blog for pictures. I have already said enough.
Hucka D.:
No, take the camera. Just don’t take it to Rust Spot[ again].
bb:
You sure Hucka D.? Not trying to get me in trouble, are you?
Hucka D.:
Nah. Just don’t take pictures of anything but Tiny Wiltshire. And, sure, give them some gifts. They’ll think it’s cute.
bb;
So this really is the King and Queen… or Queen and King.
Hucka D.:
Yes there are two of them. They have already been in contact with me. They’re nice. Nice enough. No, they’re *really* nice enough. They won’t eat you.
bb:
How big are they?
Hucka D.:
8 feet[ tall].
bb:
They have a ship.
Hucka D.:
YES.
bb:
5-sided? 7-sided?
Hucka D.:
11. (pause) Any more questions? Knowing what you know about the peeking in?
bb:
I don’t think I’m going to take my camera even to Tiny Wiltshire.
Hucka D.:
Your choice.
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01/09/12, 3:48pm:
Made it back, fans. Some more pics soon from Tiny Wiltshire and the top o’ Bill Mtn.
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