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“We cannot talk to anyone in the town until a deity is selected. I vote for Carrcassonnee (to return).”

bb:

But it’s not a town, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

No. But they want it to be.

bb:

The townspeople… who don’t know that they don’t live in a town.

Hucka D.:

Yeah. The residents of Mysten Collages and Mysten Beliefs.

bb:

There’s not any houses.

Hucka D.:

There are houses on the stream.

bb:

Tiny houses?

Hucka D.:

No. In Mysten Underhill.

bb:

But that’s not…

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

What of Mystenopolis? That’s a town.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

Mysten Underhill calls those White Falls. Not Blue Falls.

Preacher rents in Mysten Fieldton. Reverend White.

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Mysten Underhill has trouble enough. Allen. Martin. Martin wishes to know about Winesburg. He’ll listen. When Martin changes to Allen then Allen changes to Martin. Listen to Martin. Set up an underground base. 12×12. Spongeberg. Place of Safety. 5.5 years.

Nasty Medicine Falls, aka Green Falls or High Falls. Stream has begun.

High Cy(an).

Blue Falls or Wide Falls…

… into Crystal Pool, sometimes also called Blue Pool or simply The Pool.

Low Cy or The Narrows beside the Red Umbrella.

Confluence Place; cave mouth to underground Mysten Underhill (“Underhill Mysten”) on left. Stream has ended.

End Rock.

The Stream.

Start again?

It’s time for the people of Mystenopolis to help choose their deity. Send your votes in today! I’ll talk about my preferences as I go along.

First up is Boxy Brown, one of the candidates for chief Collagesity deity filled by Carrcassonnee back in February. Now in the new contest the parameters were broadened a bit. Candidates can choose up to 6 objects to aid their cause. So while retaining the simple “Head Trip” psychedelic poster backdrop from the first contest, this go around Boxy Brown has also enlisted X-Files co-stars Dana Scully and Fox Mulder to help pitch his message, along with Perch’s cousin Pincushion Head hovering menacingly above them all. Filling out the 6 objects from Boxy, we have a version of the Mmmmmm’s King Bill to his right here, along with a painting called “Son of Man” by surrealist Rene Magritte. Awesome.

Next comes a newcomer: Wappo Jack, who was around in 2014-15 Collagesity but didn’t have designs on becoming a deity at the time. That’s changed, as he’s cooked up a collage of spiffy associations. Jack now identifies with the Jack Nicholson character of The Shining, who, in turn, is also called Jack — Jack Torrance, a name carried over from Steven King’s source book. Wappo Jack poses as Jack from the movie in a 1921 photograph famously zoomed into at the end. A computer monitor by his side displays perhaps the most iconic shot from the film: Jack Torrance’s head poking through a door panel he’s just axed away, and announcing, “Heeere’s Johnny!”. Brilliant, and a line Jack Nicholson reportedly improvised on the spot. The Hollywood table sign reflects the Hollywood movie, or how The Shining both adheres to an industry code for horror movies and shatters it at the same time. Director Stanley Kubrick purposely inserted a seemingly countless number of what appear to be continuity errors on the surface, but are obviously not, or at least the great majority aren’t. Floor Shine Man (“shining” again) and Philip Linden inspired pop art complete Wappo Jack’s tableau.

Across the temple’s aisle we have another newcomer. This setup is the concoction of Lisa Simpson of The Simpsons, or who has chosen here to be known as Lisa The Vegetarian, per one of her more thoughtful characteristics in the long running animation. Lisa converts to a non-meat way of life during the namesake episode Lisa The Vegetarian from the 7th season. The last 2 episodes from that season are Lemon of Troy and Who Shot Mr. Burns Part 1, which Lisa has decided to combine through a burning lemon making up the central part of her display. On the wall behind the lemon is a Medieval painting of St. Lemon of Troy, patron saint of Sunklands. Marvelous. The water urn toting ballerina to the right indicates a solution to the burning, with the 3 blue rings surrounding her representing the 2 major streams of Mythenopolis along with a hypothetical common confluence, a central Mysten mystery pool if you will. To Lisa’s left is a Tron arcade game, symbolizing the beginning cue of Carrcass-2 which prominently features the Simpsons episode Lisa The Vegetarian. More on that connection soon, perhaps. Old Man Baby and an oil drum to the right complete the deal. I think this is a wonder display, and probably should have won Lisa the title of town deity. But it didn’t.

I should pause here and announce the judges of the contest. We have Norubi Turtle walking past Lisa The Vegetarian’s display in the above photo. Cardboard Derek Jones and Starbuccanneer Barista are also circling around the contestants’ spaces this morning, taking it all in. Accompaning Starbucanner presently, as I’m eyeballing the scene through Baker Bloch, are the small pink Mooninite Er along with the tall Plutonian Emory, both from Aqua Teen Hunger Force movie. And lastly there’s Queen Maria from The Life 2.0 Movie Fan Club just appearing at the door. I think that’s it.

Woops. Hucka Doobie has just rung me up to say that the Mooninite and Plutonian are *not* judges, as one of their own is part of the contest (Master Shake, also of Aqua Teen Hunger Force). They’re just accompanying friend Starbuccanneer this morning after a long night of partying with her.

Moving to the 3 displays on the other side of the temple, we first come to Jesus of Nazareth, who like Master Shake to his left and also Boxy Brown at the other end was a candidate in the Collagesity deity contest. The most holy Jesus has chosen to completely make over his former arrangement, here paired with who appears to be Mary Magdalene inside a blackened grotto. Painfully green Boss Moss seems to be elucidating the story of the famous foot washing scene involving the two. Gears spin behind Jesus’ head — his holy machinations? Three masks of red, yellow and blue top everything off. A masterful upgrade from the Prince of Peace.

Such is not the case with Master Shake, unfortunately, whose true, selfish colors have seemingly been exposed and made clear in the new contest. Shake blatently stole the Big Fire of Lisa The Vegetarian, reporting saying to her in a jealous rage something to the effect of, “You think that’s a fire, I’ll *show* you a fire!”. He is truly engulfed in a massive flaming, and takes with him a group of innocent butterflies, stolen from the display to his left (Piet Mond). I won’t say any more about his tableau as I don’t think it is worth wasting blog space on.

So we move to Piet Mond, yet another new candidate for town deity. The clown being assumes a virile pose in front of a 3 part room screen with design based on the artwork of Dutchman Piet Mondrian, famous for making geometric tri-color paintings. Red, yellow, blue — just like the masks displayed in the Jesus exhibit right across the aisle. I’m not sure whose is a reaction to whose, or if the repetition of theme is mere chance. Anyway, it would be good to know, since it will affect the judging in a positive or negative way. Behind the screen appears another jester or buffoon, holding a rock with the engraving, “Nothing is etched in stone.” Irony — always a plus to the judges. And the ladder leads to the orange butterflies we’ve just seen burning in Shake’s display. As I said before, Shake stole them from Piet Mond, however. It’s like he didn’t even try hard in the new contest. Undermining?

Then the final display in the temple comes from robot “It’s Alive”, but was later seen to be just a ruse of Carrcassonnee waiting outside with a huge surprise.

Now when Baker Bloch finished up inside the temple and went outside and spied Carrcassonnee way up in the sky staring down at him, he was sure she’d win. This was the topper, as much as he liked Lisa The Vegetarian’s display, along with a strong showing from Jesus, Wappo Jack and maybe Piet Mond. But then after about 5 minutes she disappeared — gone in a wink.

He then wasn’t so sure. And as he thought about it later, he became more concerned about that lack of eyeball within her head. Something wasn’t prepared to the fullest in the ambitious yet perhaps overreaching attempt.

More results and speculation soon!

Nasty Medicine Falls.

Temple The.

Awaiting a deity.

Confluence influence.

11:30pm:

Quite a crowd assembled at Mysten’s newly rezzed TILE Temple tonight. Everyone appears to be jostling for position, like in a horse race. Except this seems to be shaping up as another one of those deity races. Much too early for guesses about a winner yet. Incumbent Carrcassonnee obviously will have her chance.

Abandoned an additional 1536 in Rubi (512×3), bought an additional 1536 in Mysten to the immediate east of what I already had there (a 2048). Rezzed Collagesity’s TILE Temple again, along with a supporting stream this time with several waterfalls and cascades. Nothing in the temple yet. Hopefully I’ll have enough prim space left over to play around with stuff in a skybox.

The new stream seems to be the twin to the one running through the meat of Mysten Underhill. They end at the same place here, at the southwest corner of my Mysten properties. One again gets the impression that a lake should actually be in this corner, a common confluence.

TILE Temple to left, new stream waterfalls to right.

Interesting rock and dirt (sand?) pile found along the northern edge of the Leemington sim in central Nautilus, called a “corner tor” in the description. There’s nothing inside it, yet the object still has a rather hefty prim count of 52.

Nearby lonesome cottage in Underclaw. Looks very familiar to Baker Bloch. It should. 🙂

Ridiculous row of linden palm trees straddling the border between Yelloo and Far Sight from the same general area. Each tree is one prim apiece, and they seem to number in the hundreds. An even more obvious waste of land resources. But, hey, to each his own. And the palms don’t even make really effective border vegetation.

View of the trees from a Yelloo bay.

Small beauty spot in Ampollino 2 sims north of Far Sight that offers a bit of visual relief from the vast stretches of Nautilus mountain wastelands.

*Finally* a legitimately beautiful larger parcel was uncovered in Gualdo this night of exploring, several miles north of my home base in Mysten. It’s called Avian Retreat, a park dedicated to avian avatars and bird/nature lovers. A flock of parrots moved in from the right just as I was snapping the picture.

The green paneled hillside to the northeast provides Baker with a strenuous hike. At the top lies Rubin Mayo’s Tresor de l’Art gallery that I’d already visited the night before. Or Baker Bloch visited the night before. Certainly a more interesting Nautilus continent gallery. Here’s its blog:

http://tresordelart.blogspot.com/

I took this bucolic picture from the Aspen Farm located one sim north. Just over that mountain range in the background lies Tresor de l’Art.

More mountain scenery near a southern terminus of Route 12 in Camorro.

Contrasting underwater vegetation in what I call The Scorpion (sea) in upper east Nautilus: the brown kelp of Tetra to the right and Amago’s green seaweed to the left. These are the only objects found in each sim respectively.

We stay local for the first two pics, this coming from the Lilli Field village again and that table Baker Bloch has his eye on (nice backdrop!).

Glimpsing into the meat of the Church of the Silicon Soul, the heart and um soul of Mystenopolis perhaps and a place I desire to chronicle more for this blog quite soon. Again I’ll mention that the church grounds perhaps queerly ajoin the sim of Siliconicus to the south. Don’t know if this influenced creator psimagus Hax’s name for it or not. Logically you would think so, however. Perhaps he thought it was some kind of divine providence.

I went island hopping on the west side of the Nautilus continent the other day and found these nice waves on one of the numerous islands there. Haven’t seen this product before.

The multi-tiered SLLU community in Flagg and also Lori is always a fun place to visit, and offers numerous freebies within its various shops. Blogspot here. Inside the grungy building pictured below is secretly tucked the tranquil Trill Zapatero Gardens, named after a “wonderful SLLU creator and activist” according to the parcel description. Visit here; the rest of the village would lie to your west and south.

Baker Bloch biking the western loop of Route 12, representing by far the longest highway of the continent. At this end it narrows into what is basically a walking/biking path. Don’t think a lot of vehicles would fit through that rock overhang ahead, for example.

Baker also visited quite a number of Naultius continent galleries. In fact, I believe he visited each and every one advertised on Sasun Steinbeck’s SL art gallery list (map of galleries here). But sometimes he was more taken by the location of a gallery and the resulting scenery than its actual contents. This would be just off the red bricked Highway 14, with its Seven Chickens Bridge in the background.

This is called Van’s Wild Wild West Gallery, situated, perhaps interestingly, on the western side of Nautilus. It’s wild side as well?

Another shot from a gallery — can’t remember where. Looks like a bit of a Simpsons fan don’t you think?

I also can’t remember what I clicked on to get to this fabulous Cica Ghost exhibit, which moved me off of the Natilus continent. But the artwork within was so interesting I decided to include them in this post anyway. More links on Cica Ghost here, a very productive Second Life artist apparently.

He greeted me warmly. I hadn’t yet seen the joke he left on the top side of the Fal Mouth Moon. The jester’s hat isn’t there for nutt’n. He got down to business. “I want the carrcasses,” he said. “I have permission now. You wouldn’t have gotten this far at all if it wasn’t for me… us. I know that much.” He folded his hands back behind his head, but that was just the animation.

“Sure,” I said. “I’ve already given them to Pierre Schaeffer, to Carrcassonnee. Whoever wants to take over is fine. You’re the logical successor.”

“Do you know what that implies? he replied. I did not. “We’re on a new continent now… you and I. Nautilus. Yd Island is the first. The Rabbit Head of Ratzenberger indicates to me that it is the One. You sold my real life self talking to him on that Bunny Trail of yours in your park — and then watching the actual real deal afterwards — and now he’s sent me here to negotiate.

“You’re doing an excellent job,” I reinforced. “Very real in a surreal way. Life-like, yes.”

“Thank you. So here’s the contract.” Surprising me, he whipped out a piece of paper from behind his head. It was written in black but with much red highlighting of text. I read it. I signed it.

“Given I can’t take your first human newborn…” he quipped. What had I just done?

“I’m ready. I’m ready. I’m ready…”

Thoughts…

What is this new energy? It is religious in nature for certain, a Christian bend. I am not a Christian, although I certainly respect the passion and faith involved. I am not attached to any religious direction, and when pressed I simply call myself a Tilest. Well, what is a Tilest, then? I think it is more than a reaction to the religious mainstream I am obviously not a part of now, nor have been since a teenager really. I do not harbor any huge resentment toward Christianity or any other religion. I just think… well, I believe that people have the ability to tell right and wrong innately, given that they open up to the, um, energy of the future, or just the energy of time outside the here, the now. Or, better, let the not-here penetrate the here. We all have the innate ability to tell the true direction in which we should move, emotionally, spiritually, physically, mentally. I believe we simply do not trust our own natural talents in this respect, and rely on — trying not to use negative words here — others to tell us what/how to think/feel/act. What is a Tilest? I’m not sure still. It is open ended and without dogma. It is certainly related to the Church of the SubGenius and their belief that followers should create their own religions after an indoctrination period to replace the SubGenius one… actually a part of their teachings. It’s related to Erik Satie’s L’Eglise Métropolitaine d’Art de Jésus Conducteur (yes I cut and pasted that!), a short-lived faith he formed as a reaction to Rosicrucianism. But what *is* it? I hear the reader or readers reiterating.