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Weekend’s Here!

Will probably head back to Rediscovery and Bigfeet, weather permitting, for more picture taking and perhaps map creating. All of this *means* something.

I’ve been thinking about toy avatars and the progression of their story in the blogs, starting in 2008. The avatars seem exclusive to Frank and Herman Parks — what is their role in the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape and attached extensions, then? I haven’t yet linked up the 2 hiking mythologies.

Toy avatars manifested in conjoined Frank and Herman Parks because they felt protected there, like the parks are protected. 3 major species: mossmen, mmmmmm’s, and marbles. 3ms. The mossmen story seems to have been worked out more than the other two, centered on the Gene Fade character who was born in Frank Park’s Jupiter Rock and also lived in nearby Notherton and perhaps Mocksity. Supersity? Mossmen (and Gene Fade) were also involved in Whitehead Crossing for certain. They might have invented the Spoon River portal system, or at least they used the system for instant teleport to various spots.

Mossmen, mmmmm’s and marbles alike appear in my collages, still displayed currently in the various Collagesity galleries next to the Rubi Forest. I tried to get rid of my land there this month but couldn’t shake it. Now I may keep the place for the whole winter again.

Mmmmmm’s seem exclusive to Herman Park. Hermania on TILE Creek, just west of Drink Lake, seems a focus for them, replacing an original living area in Good and Great Meadows to the north of this lake. Story is that the first mmmmmm’s arrived in Great Meadow in a large goodmobile from “Pluto”, which may be the same as Mythos’ Edwardston but we’re not quite sure yet.

Salad Bar Jack is, by far, the best known of the mmmmmm’s, and acts as a balance to Gene Fade. They both appear in Salad Bar Jack action adventure movies. They’re both actors. And actually, as I’m remembering it, Salad Bar Jack’s real name is Grassy Noll. He’s so identified with his famous role that people always confuse the two (even me!). Gene Fade, in the same films, is usually called simply “The Mossman” or “Mossman”, perhaps a slightly or even not-so-slightly demeaning name. Then there’s Dirk Stew, a humanoid toy who plays Rock Meadows in a projected series of movies directed by Gene Fade himself. He plans to move beyond the action-adventure genre in these. Can he pull it off? Will the mmmmmm’s pay their hard earned hard green money to see non-Salad Bar Jack vehicles? That’s the uphill battle he is facing in moving from actor to director, for that was always his destiny.

Going back to Gene Fade’s origins in Jupiter Rock and Frank Park, we also know something about a “Prior” (from “Pryor”), which may be a father or grandfather who came from the park’s Wild Wild West, or what we call the Trident Creek area in the blogs. This figure is attached to Neptune and also the Aquaman “Anti-Superman” superhero. Compared to this, Fade is Uranus, visible to the naked eye in the night sky if you know where to look. This is Superman (Supersity?) revealed?

Heading even further west than Frank Park’s Wild Wild West, we know that Mossmen consider Granddaddy Mtn. verboten to walk upon, and the source of their all powerful Rock Gods. A mystical place named Rubi Doo (Ragi Too?) is associate with the summit.

We also theorize that the Second Life avatar Karoz Blogger is the creation of Gene Fade, and that he considers him his “son” of sorts. Karoz was partly designed to walk the slopes of Grandaddy Mtn. in a safe manner, since, being virtual, he can’t harm the indigenous plant (and animal) life. But the experiment failed. Karoz could not escape his limiting Jeogeot continent circle centered by Mother Noru. Karoz’s mother Sapphire (she adopted him?) called him her precious Aquamarine, but he grew beyond this to become rebellious Aqua Teen. Rebeling caused the circle?

I have all these bits and pieces concerning toy avatardom but I haven’t put all of them together into a larger jigsaw puzzle. It remains unfinished.

And then the marbles — I have them coming from the Key Rock area southwest of Blue Mtn. They originally come from Mythos as well, like the mmmmmm’s apparently. In their case: Bridee, which psychically overlaps my mother’s house in Mythopolis. As a child I played a lot with marbles in this house. Later on I theorized that wilder counterparts to my “tame” toys might have been living inside the walls of the house when I was growing up. They found a forgotten house key in a fake rock lodged in these walls and thought the rock to be a super-marble, which was partly correct according to Hucka D., I believe. This rock in Bridee corresponds exactly to the position of Key Rock and the surrounding Castle Rock area in Blue Mtn’s county of Haze. These wilder marbles also had contact with a house rat named Augustus. Was this the Map Rat? The wild marbles looked down upon their tamed counterparts that I played with. Deemed them washed up. The wild marbles sent a new delegation to replace the older marbles afte they had been beaten up by their constant gaming, like a beat up old football players dented by their many collisons down through the years. This is actually a real story.

The location of Key Rock in Bridee (mother’s house) was between the den and living room wall. The rock totally fascinated the marbles. I believe it represents the main link between microcosm (Bridee) and macrocosm (Haze County), and a way to move between the two. Like the Dr. Who tardis, inside was much larger than outside. The specific ratios involved in the two dimensions are 12 or 13 to 1, or a dozen or Baker’s dozen to one. This relationship is coded into Maebaleia continent’s 12 or 13 to 1 ratio between large Blue Feather Sea and small Blue Drake lake or pool.

I would compare the relationship between wild and tame marbles to that between the wild and tame humans in the movie “Fantastic Planet”, use in a carrcass or a/v synch called “Fantastic Aspic” now. Like these humans, marbles are “pets” — *of* humans in this case, or, specifically, me.

The gargantuan blue Dragg child Tiva compares to me in this way. Her human “pet” Terr compares to my named marbles such as Bob Underston and Big Blue Eye. She has one but I have/had several to many.

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The Table 03

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“Certainly, like Don, 12 Oz Mouse, or Ozmo as we should probably call him, wishes he were drunk. Or drunker. “It felt good to be alone” — Peanut and Golden Joe leave the company of Ozmo and his real best bud Skillet. They are alone again in their dual oneness. “He decided to piss” — here we have Ozmo pausing to watch a bug burrow backwards into the sand. Then green liquid *shoots* up as he stares into the resulting hole. This is pissing *upwards* but green instead of yellow. Thus the concept Greenup (yellow down). This is from Ozmo (!)”

Carr.:

Corr. ect. er.

bb:

And it’s a natural place to pause and recue. Like Ozmo himself is pausing. Or Don, I mean. In the song.

Hucka D.:

I have to go to bed soon. How long will this last?

Carr.:

I have to go visit an ogre.

bb:

Point is, the song matches the stuff on the video *too closely*. Then the battle between the 4th Angle and Ozmo and Skillet is like the *lead* stares of the people at the party Don just left. Lead is like bullets — filled full of lead and so on.

Hucka D.:

I am being led to the bed. How about you Carrcassonnee?

Carr.:

Craaa-zy! (both leave)

—–

And then we are back at the beginning. The bluebird shows up but we do not know it is the bluebird yet. But then: beginning. Ozmo shows up at Shark’s office. Wants a job but then realizes he’s already hired. The job turns out to be the same as Maria von Trapp’s in The Sound of Music: tending to 7 rambunctious children who are also stand-ins for musical notes. (checking): Still alone. Don Mouse turns into Maria[ in 2008].

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The Table 02

“We’re going pretty good tonight guys so let’s continue. Foreign One. That’s the one we need to speak about. Because it’s in the center…”

Hucka D.:

Of the platinum tiling. Not too young but not too old. You were.

bb:

Don’t start with me.

Carrcassonnee:

Me me me!

bb:

So the Giant Rat is in the center. On one side is Anne of Green Gables. On the other side is Dr. Zhivago. “A” and “Z”, Alpha and Omega. US and USSR. Kind of. And in the middle: Europe. Rat. Giant. Listening.

Hucka D.:

You’re not going to be able to figure this one out tonight. Foreign One is Carrcass+6. That’s, jees, 18 synchs ago (!).

bb:

But that was the big jump. Perhaps the biggest.

Carr.:

I was too young to remember. I was on Pluto still and Charon. Infant. You could ask my parents however. Pluto still. And Sharon.

bb:

What of 12 Oz Mouse Hucka D.? That seems to be the center or a center.

Hucka D.:

Indeed. But you have to tell me what you think.

bb:

I am 12 Oz Mouse.

Hucka D.:

Correct.

Carr.:

Corr. ect.

bb:

The seeds were planted long ago in Mythos history, or Myth Hist. The story of Osmos is the story of the final chapter of 12 Oz Mouse, or episode 21 TITLE. It’s obvious. It was all leading up to 12 Oz Mouse, which is in Carrcass-1.

Carr.:

And Carrcass-6! I Carr.

Hucka D.:

But what does that mean? Was 12 Oz Mouse, the series as a whole, designed by *you*?

Carr.:

Craaa-zy!

bb:

Yes I would agree Carrcassonnee. Unless it is correct. Look at the map synchs. Skillet, Mouse, Shark, Spider. But map synchs not directly connected with 12 Oz Mouse as much as Carrcass-1: mashups *themselves*. The map names are not what they seem. But Don plus Man in West Virginia is obvious. Mouse is Don, who woke up stepped outside near the beginning of Carrcass-1 and started to walk across the desert with Skillet, Peanut and Golden Joe. And this is to Don Aman by Slint. A man a plan a canal Panama. Obvious. And then Power and Don overlap in Ohio right next to West Virginia, as reflected in Idaho. Powerman — again. This is the song by The Kniks.

Hucka D.:

So you’re saying maps helped you identify the tiles of Carrcass-1. And other carrcasses. So what does Carrcass-1 say about 12 Oz Mouse that an aficionado [ of the show] wouldn’t already know?

bb:

We start not at the beginning but the end[ of the show] Chapter 21, the final chapter. Mouse is Don traveling the desert wastes until encountering the 4th Angle, who may be the same as the 4th Angel. In the synch we do not see her/him for very long. Instead we are taken back to when Mouse/Don’s enemies are eliminated by gunshots of Peanut. Don woke up again. He stares in the mirror. He is responsible… for the death of his friend.

Carr.:

Skillet.

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The Table 01

I have a co-worker whom I speak to in confidence sometimes now (like today). In my imagination tonight I tried to envision a situation where I told him about The Table, which is unrelated to the work I do with him and others at my job. Or is it? Yes it is I can hear Hucka D. saying in my ear (or is that Carrcassonnee still?). I don’t think this co-worker would understand the channeling I do on this blog. Might think me, well… possessed? Who are Carrcassonnee and Hucka D.? I diverge unsurprisingly. Back to The Table. How would I describe this? I have said that variants of famous rock stars can sit at this Table. They have a permanent seat actually. Who are the variants? They are members of famous bands who also have a successful solo career. But, more importantly, both the music of the band *and* the attached solo artist have been used in personal a/v synches — or carrcasses as I more often call them on my blogs. That’s how they become variants; how they’re defined in a large way. So who are they? We can start with The Beetles, Lemon and Marty. These are variants of John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Then we add in Little Robert Plant Variant, who was an important blog spirit during the latter part of the 2009’s, or the period between Carrcass-2 and Carrcass-3. Lemon and Marty show up at about the same time in the old Baker Blinker Blog. Now it’s probably not shocking to learn, for those who didn’t know already, that the compositions of these already established variants show up in Carrcass-3. So the Plant variant yacks and yacks on this blog for a good number of months and then he manifests inside the next carrcass that came up. And this spread out into Second Life synchronicities…

Little Robert Plant Variant has a story inside Second Life now, as do Lemon and Marty to a somewhat lesser degree. They converge in an area known as Sunklands, which was a new idea at the time (later 2009). Now that name has lent itself to the new site.

But back to my co-worker. So I would describe The Table as a handful of rock stars who have also had successful solo acts. Number Peter Gabriel among those, who is called Peter SoSo sometimes here. Number Ray Davies among them — he sometimes goes by Dr. Blood here, but is also known by other names like Day Ravies. The variant band becomes not The Kinks but the Kniks. And we’ve already mentioned The Beetles subbing for The Beatles. Led Zeppelin logically becomes Lead Zeppelin — another simple name change. This is to keep the Google machine from spotting me, an illegal artist of sorts after all, so easily. Who else? I think Chuck will become a variant in due time, and I might as well allot him a spot now. Chuck is one of the few variants who has actually pretend visited me in real life. We walked, for example, the Bunny Trail over in Frank Park together and talked about carrcasses and his music’s role in them. He knows what is going on basically. And then you can lump Roger Pine Ridge in here too. He pretend visited our home in the spring. Trouble was, there were 2 of him. Double the trouble. Where does this name Roger Pine Ridge come from? In reality he is called Roger Waters formerly of Pink Floyd, but he’s also Syd Barrett formerly of Pink Floyd. Both are variants for the same reasons: Waters’ music and Barrett’s music, both solo and group variety, have been used in carrcasses.

The Table is obviously not a physical one, although I’ve portrayed it as such at times. Why are the variants so important? What has this got to do with Sunklands?

Hucka D.:

When the Baker Blinker Blog started in 2008 and I was born, we were at[ Carrcass]-0. The beginning, the void beginning. Now we approach 12, but it’s taking longer than before. That’s because you’re getting older.

bb:

That’s not very nice Hucka D.

Carr.:

Older and wiser I would say. Elect *me* as primary blog spirit!

bb:

Thanks Carrcassonnee. You’re sweet.

Hucka D.:

I’m sweeter.

bb:

Well, you shouldn’t comment on a person’s age and then connect it with diminishing creativity.

Hucka D.:

What are your next steps? And: I’m sorry.

bb:

That’s okay.

Hucka D.:

You have your variants sitting around a Table. *The* Table. Have they had their say? What does Roger Pine Ridge have left to say?

bb:

Not a whole lot I don’t think. Radio Kaos is used in a positive carrcass way back in 2003. And then Pink Floyd has been used very sparingly since then as well. Barrett has 2 songs in Carrcass-5 and that’s it for him. There *may* be more work for them to do here.

Hucka D.:

But maybe not.

Carr.:

Not.

bb:

No.

Hucka D.:

And then Little Robert Plant. You’re thinking “Big Log” may be used. And that’s attached to Whitehead Crossing[‘s Big Log].

bb:

Yeah. So there’s something left in the tank there. And also Led Zeppelin I believe. Dyer Maker.

Carr.:

The Zeppelin Tube!

bb:

Yes I think so Carrcassonnee.

Hucka D.:

Just what *is* that? I know it is a MacGuffin.

—–

“When the rat speaks everyone will listen.”

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Separation (too far?)

We’ve moved beyond the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape.

Rediscovery is an old site renewed and enlarged. It is a place of exteriorization (still).

How do the toy avatars fit in here?

What of The Table and Carrcass-12? It is coming up (?).

I have separated myself from Karl’s energy by drawing even with him. Removal (like of Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape). What of Devine?

Rediscovery is too far. Bigfoot is a balance. Not too near not too far. Goldilocks.

For now.

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Rediscovery 09/07/15

I hiked within Rediscovery on both Sunday and Monday of the past long Labor Day weekend. It feels important, especially when coupled with almost neighboring Bigfeet and Plateau of Raw Art. There’s no direct trail connecting the latter 2 with Rediscovery as far as I can tell. I’m going to keep looking but I’m doubtful — a shame. So near to each other yet so far. Blue Mtn. has this nack of segmenting its various focus spots from each other, it seems. Certainly all the local rhododendron plays a role here.

Below is a rock I’ve named Flattop, with a neighboring stone called Razor Edge. They project from the side of the mtn. just above Rediscovery. It’s actually a ridge, with a faint but quite walkable trail running along a large portion of it. This was yet another exciting discovery of the weekend. Evidence of camping doesn’t make its way up here from Rediscovery, however, although a kind of very loose trail does. This ridge actually separates Rediscovery from Bigfeet/Plateau of Raw Art, the latter which can be glimpsed below through the trees to the south as you walk along it. Again: so near yet so far.

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Moving back into Rediscovery, I found this sign marking a Traverse Station. I had to look up what that meant, and found this:

http://encyclopedia2.thefreedictionary.com/Traverse+Station

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The power lines above the station. We are at the peak of the same ridge, but further down toward Leola Creek after a steep descent of maybe 200-250 feet.

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And it was in this same area that my former campspot is found, where I erected a primitive teepee in the summer of 1984. My plan was to live in the teepee all that summer, but I only stayed there a month — May as I recall. I believe I’ve already mentioned this teepee in the blog, stating that I couldn’t figure out how to seal the top and just stuck an umbrella up there, ha ha. At the same time a good friend of mine was setting up an *actual* and official teepee about a mile and a 1/2 further up in the hills from here, off a tributary of Leola Creek as I’m thinking about it. I helped with this process, thus the inspiration to create my own rough copy. And I’ve mentioned this man in the blog as well: he worked with me at Maynard Jackson’s Cafeteria in Blue Mtn.’s Town Mall, along with another guy I’ve touched upon named Willard. Other friends and acquaintances also had their own teepees at the same time set up in various area locations. Wild times. Have I mentioned my play “Dump” here?

As I’m checking now, I see not, although I’ve mentioned the old Middletown dump here. Well, I’ll just briefly say here that Dump was a rough draft of a play I created in 1984 at the peak of all this teepee madness. The whole concept became legendary in the minds of a handful, and even sprouted its own era: The Age of Dump.

*Anyway*, below is a picture of the actual spot where I set up my *own* teepee in the place I now call Rediscovery. I haven’t been to this spot in perhaps 20 years, maybe longer. Again it lies at the top of the low end of the ridge forming a barrier between Rediscovery and the Bigfeet area to the east. And, again, I’ll make a map or set of maps of this whole area soon for better explanations of what’s going on here.

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Firepit next to the old teepee site…

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… with gleaming coffee pot.

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Here’s some pictures of one of several other camping spots found this weekend in Rediscovery.

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Glimpse of Leola Creek Road from a rocky perch.

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Someone left behind their peanut butter and jelly jar.

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Yet another perch gives a nice view into the area’s formerly popular swimming hole on the creek. It’s still used, however, just not as much or as openly as before. I guess the place was shut down sometime around the turn of the century or so. Rough guess.

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Another camping spot, this one with packed sand as a base. How did they get that sand up here? And then I found that you can actually see this white hexagonal base in GoogleEarth.

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One more picture of the Rediscovery trail, with centering white mushroom.

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Bigfoot>Rediscovery 09/06/15

I discovered a praying mantis playing in the long grass near the se corner of The Plateau of Raw Art and decided the find was worth a picture.

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As I’ve stated before, a small stream flows underground through Bigfeet from this plateau, crossing under 3 of the 4 main roads in its swift, downward progress toward Bigfoot Swamp. A concrete square marks each crossing, such as this one on the northernmost road. And I believe I’m able to make a rough map of Bigfeet now from memory. Soon!

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Bank connecting Bigfeet to the plateau from this road.

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Part of the football stadium projecting upward from this angle.

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The track runs very close to Bigfeet — probably can be said to border it.

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We now move further up Leola Creek to an important junction with a very similar sized stream. It’s another either/or case, just like when Leola joins with Blue Mountain Creek in the center of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape further downstream. The name Leola could follow the flow of either creek. In this case, the name follows the flow to the right in the photo. The bridge I took this picture from is found near the beginning of Rocky Branch Road that I’ve also touched upon before. We’re about a third of a mile above Bigfeet here.

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And then *between* Bigfeet and Rocky Branch Road — still on Leola Creek — I *rediscovered* a place I use to camp at for a bit in the mid-1980s. I’ve decided to call it Rediscovery, simply enough. In the time between when I use to camp there in both a makeshift teepee and a tent, someone has created a rather complex weave of trails on either side of Leola Creek Road than runs through the area. And on these trails is found numerous evidence of more recent camping, probably by students from the local Blue Mtn. State College.

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The trail system is divided into 2 logical parts by the road. The northern part follows the low and often rocky cliffs above Leola Creek. The southern part follows the creek itself, all the way to a formerly popular swimming hole now banned from use by the town. But people still come there obviously. I was at least wise enough to stay away from the pool, as it can be seen by cars from the road. Want to stay out of trouble as much as possible!

This dam is found at a lake below the swimming hole, which you pass around to get to the latter. In the summer, you *can’t* really be seen from the road here, at least by passing cars. It’s only when you move close to the hole and pass the lake that one can really be seen. Nice.

Of course you have to park your car somewhere to get to the trails unless you walk directly from the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape, which is quite doable, actually (as I tested out this day of picture snapping). And there’s really only one possible spot in which to park a car. The trailheads shoot north and south from this parking area. You can exit the road quickly and get out of sight on either side. That’s a potentially important consideration.

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Upper end of as yet unnamed lake.

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Graffiti at the dam site.

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Rediscovery

Carr.:

I was at that teepee. I teleported there. Tp to tp.

bb:

Great. It’s an amazing rediscovery. Expanded! Now I have a choice to make: whether to keep developing Bigfeet…

Carr. (interrupting):

Yes [ that’s the way to go].

bb:

So too many people at Rediscovery, as I’ll codename it for now.

Carr.:

Yeah. 2, 4, 6, 8, sometimes 10. Smoking weed. Hashing out problems. Evaporate. Sublime. Rediscovery. It discovered you[ as well]!

bb:

It seems about all of my old camping spots have subsequently been expanded. The tent site behind the campus was seemingly enlarged to a cabin at one point (pictures here for now).

Carr.:

That’s too noisy [to develop].

bb:

Yeah. It is. Rediscovery makes a kind of loose loop, Carrcassonnee. Oh, I forgot to ask. Should I abandon Collagesity? Finally?

Carr.:

You’ll make a sity somewhere. Why not just remodel Carrcassonnee? Oops I meant Collagesity.

bb:

But the money?

Carr.:

Penses.

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Regression

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Suit yourself

Carr.:

I art Hill. I art Sunklands. I art the plateau. Raw.

bb:

Thank you for showing up tonight. Are you upset that Collagesity is for sale now?

Carr.:

Are you?

bb:

Not really. So… Bigfeet.

Carr.:

We wonder how, rumble rumble. We see future. Toy happening. Rail tracks. Go go go! Winners. Losers. Cheers. Jeers. But a plan. *No* winners. No losers. TILE. Art. Happening. One and all and all and one. 4 roads, yes?

bb:

Yes. Kind of.

Carr.:

Four. TILE. Take stock of what is there first. Take careful stock. Careful careful. Then play. Move in the toys. Happening to *them*. What is the mythology? Have you found primary and secondary sources?

bb:

Um…

Carr.:

Then let it be. Take pictures. Switch cameras. Listen to the stream. Follow the stream up and down. Where does it head and go? What does it say? It has stories, yes?

bb:

Could be.

Carr.:

What is the name of the stream. Bigfeet as well?

bb:

Unsure Carrcassonnee. Can you suggest a name?

Carr.:

Devine.

bb:

I’m not sure that’s suitable. How about Vineland?

Carr.:

Unsuitable[ as well].

bb:

Markland?

(no response)

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