Daily Archives: November 3, 2019

time town 02

It was time to make the House of Truth a permanent structure in Collagesity South.

Done.

He then sits and admires Carrcassonnee’s new “growth” before entering the neighboring temple. So olive green, just like herself. The plant makes the alien and the alien makes the plant. Nifty. Three again is the lucky charm as per legend: a tree in this case. Three Tree; good name (?).

Walking the Rainbow Labyrinth on the temple’s bottom floor may be required preparation later on but not right now. The Man About Time is prepared enough.


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On second floor: much work to be done still. The Man About Time plays a Carl Nielsen piano piece to see how it affects the tv static. He believes that Carrcassonnee will like this music and looks forward to her approval. He’s here to entertain her, among other things.

Third floor: Carrcassonnnee herself. Alive and well. Well enough. For now. Later: mobility.

“Hi Carr. What’s up with you tonight. What you been thinking about today? Let me in on it if you may.”

“Helllllooooo MAT. I……. call you.. MAT. You…….. call me….. CARR.”

“Okay, Carr. Good deal. MAT it is. Okay.” He swings his arms around, temporarily faces away, then returns. “Hey Carr, I’ve been thinking…”

“Iiiiiiiiiiiii”

“Um, yes Carr? You okay?”

“Iiiiiiiiiiiii”

“Okay. Lemme take a closer look (at your eye)….” But MAT quickly realized that Carrcassonnee wasn’t physical any more, unlike the old days. He couldn’t climb up her leg and check the eye, like before. She was still in some kind of ethereal form. Better be careful with her, he realized. Take it slow; slow it down.

“Iiiiiiiiiiiii” Carrcassonnee repeated, but MAT decided he couldn’t help her today.

“Hey Carr. I — think we better postpone that chat until tomorrow, eh? Tomorrow it is my friend.”

Carrcassonnee just stares now. Everything seems okay. But everything wasn’t okay. Something hadn’t been locked into place yet.

The 7th.

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time town 01

Roger Pine Ridge wasn’t home because Roger Pine Ridge’s home wasn’t, The Man About Time discovered tonight after another attempt to contact the progressive rock loving alien. Looks like he won’t be coming back to Collagesity. At least in the current photo-novel. Shame, MAT thinks. Wanted to talk to him about some things.

Suppose I’ll put a small park here or sumtin.

But it’s on to the main event of the night, perhaps. More attempts to contact Carrcassonnee in a meaningful, fluid way. Fluidity is everything, MAT ponders while crossing The Peninsula into *Collagesity* Eastside.

Looking back from the end of the bridge, he realized The Peninsula needed some palm trees to complete the effect.


voila

On to Carrcassonnee…

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