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Show The With On Now

“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!

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Baker Bloch, sitting in front of the newly christened Power Tower in New Pietmond, is okay with the aliens leaving.

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The Kniks

In 1966, The Kniks made it to the big big big BIG leagues with hit single “Dead End Steert” backed by b sider “Big Black Skome”. Great work guy, er guys!

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Perfect

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The New Pietmond layout is now satisfying to the ever perfectionist Baker Bloch. He can rest. But what’s the next step beyond surface perfection? What lies *inside* now?

—–

Hucka D.:

Art. Simple answer.

bb:

What of MapS?

Hucka D.:

Keep reading…

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Personal note: Talk to Knock about new book called Raydium. “It was taken, but that’s what I wanted to call it, yeah.” “Thank, Ray… er Knock, for being here tonight.” “Briefly, though. That giant bee warned me to not keep you up too late.” “Haha, Knock,” I replied. He looked thinner tonight. Turning imaginary? “So can you tell us about the garage band, Knock?” Knock knocked down another beer. Furry Carl promptly served up another one. “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer,” came the usual rejoinder from him. In fact, it was always hovering over his head in white text. I wondered if F. Carl secretly moved about after we left him, you know, sort of just cleaning the bar a bit. I think he had to. And what of Knock himself? He said he lived in the top floor of the Hobo Squat, recently converted to the Stairs Gallery Annex as a whole. The top floor remains undeveloped for now, and that’s where Knock has chosen to stay. “Have you explored any of the local landscape?” I asked him, sipping on red wine myself imported from Smelly’s Bar just down the way. Knock didn’t answer, but I knew he hadn’t… just like I hadn’t since my return to Pietmond and Otaki Gorge over a month ago. “Is Sunklands dead?” I asked Knock. He was busy sipping his beer, staring into space, perhaps thinking about another rock opera, or one already composed. “You need to listen to me more, baker b. Sorry, Baker Bloch, hehe.” He turned to me, smiling broadly. Gappily.

—–

“This fusion with Z…” I attempted to continue. But Knock was gone, and only Furry Carl left. So I talked to him, which was basically talking to myself. But… well, no, I think Knock was actually there in a manner. F. Carl did not respond, or made the usual response… the only response. “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer.” And that seemed a good thing to do, if I sipped. “So Carl… can I call you Carl? Heck, silly question, I can call you anything I want.” “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer.” F. Carl stared back in his ever-belligerent way, fur hair springing out of his head. Not bald anymore! “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer.” “So Carl, let’s call you Karl with a K, so Karl, Z and Knock are fused in Pumpkintwisters.” “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer.” “Yeah, Karl, I have a beer, I just got one thank you.” “Merry fucking Xmas have a beer.” “Okay I just need to stop staring above your head. So Karl.” “Yeah?” “Haha! That was just me!” “No it wasn’t!” “Karl?” I stared at him. The text was still hovering but he was also speaking. I probably needed to call it a night. “Do you like your beer mofo?” And then the laugh, the Karl laugh. Like a rusty coffee grinder… something. Oh yeah, I remembered Karl might be an Ancient (!) He started to clean Knock’s empty beer mug left behind. He didn’t wash it, just rubbed it out a bit. “Karl, that’s quite unhygienic,” I said to him. Then the laugh again, like he could give a rat’s ass. Or couldn’t give a rat’s ass. I remembered a picture of a lazy rat was just outside, on the wall of Home Orange. “I’m up and out of bed, what more do you want?” was the statement I think he made on this wall. The rat and Karl… quite a neighborhood here! “Do you know the rat on the wall outside, Karl? After all, this is a Hole in the Wall, one of the franchise of bars.” He just laughed, longer this time, like a rusty coffee grinder stuck on grind. Er… “Holy Moly!” He then said after a pause. Then he repeated it. “Holy Moly!” But his expression really hadn’t changed from before; no surprise. “What are you surprised about?” I ask him. “Holy Moly!” I turned around and to the door. Knock walked in again. “I forgot my pocketbook with my Pietmond Plus credit card. Did you see it Karl? Did you *steal* it?” Then the laugh again from Karl. “Karl, don’t give me that evil laugh. Just hand it over.” And he did. And he laughed again. “Enjoying your talk with Karl, baker b.?” He grinned at me. “Suppose, Knock. It was… unexpected!” Knock didn’t laugh, just grinned. Karl laughed, however. They both stared at me. “He hasn’t told me about Z.” But Knock was gone.

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The Picture Had Changed.

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Pietmond History (New Pietmond History?)

Thinking of writing the above (title of post). Background must be in Jeogeot explorations from May 2009 to October 2010, or the year and a half immediately before the official start of the Pietmond village (incorporation) in mid-October 2010. In this history, of course, we must also include Teepot, which we will attempt to prove is just another form of Pietmond on the “opposite” side of the Jeogeot continent. In this way, it is the only true sister city to Pietmond, a twin city really. Also include several fragment villages of Pietmond, including Lakeview and Crabwoo (after the demise of original Pietmond, which lasted the longest so far), and then also Norum Center, 7 Stones, Boris, and Carcass-1, none of which lasted more than about a month. Actually I believe Carcass-1 lasted 2 months, but with not much activity the second month. Likewise New Pietmond has entered its second month of existence, and I predict the building there will slow down as well — running out of prims, ya know. So this is a pretty big project, this New Pietmond history compilation.

Hucka D.:

Keep reading.

bb:

Thanks, Hucka D. So we’ll start with pre-Pietmond Jeogeot, move to Sep-April 2010-2011 Pietmond, the main phase, and then August-Feb. or early March 2011-2012 Pietmond, which will include Teepot, with an explanation that Teepot is the same as Pietmond. Like original Pietmond splintered off into the 2 separate communities of Crabwoo (religious center) and Lakeview (art center), so 2nd stage Pietmond, which started off as Teepot this time ’round, gave its energy to 7 Stones and then Boris after its own demise. Boris can even be seen as another incarnation of Teepot. And actually 7 Stones kind of still exists, Hucka D., which I now call Philo. But it’s quite spread out in comparison. I could still re-create it, however.

Hucka D.:

Philo represents the dormant phase of Pietmond, and still might when you give up the land again. Is there anywhere else in Philo you can insert the 10×10? Check it out sometime, for New Pietmond will not exist into the spring. You have Frank and Herman Einstein to focus on now, the parks I mean. Time for some tracing.

bb:

The large ship that came to destroy 2nd phase Pietmond — did it come from Philo, even?

Hucka D.:

It came from Michael. It was called the Synching Ship. It divided and conquered Pietmond, a whole damn sink. The ship became the sink, for ill purposes. But now you have New Pietmond. And the X-Spot, a new ship of types, has landed and provided a nest for the town. It is also an expansion of the Pietmond South Gallery in 1st stage Pietmond. If you can buy the bottom of the sink again, go ahead and do it. Green light from me here. Not sure about the others.

bb:

It could be that I even return to Teepot, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Probably not[ though].

bb:

Nah.

Hucka D.:

You go.

bb:

And even Norum can be seen as a type of dormant Pietmond, or a Pietmond still latched onto mother Chilbo. For Chilbo is Pietmond’s mother, and Norum through Chilbo.

Hucka D.:

Sapphire. That is Sapphire. The Karoz Problem.

bb:

But May 2009 – August 2009 Noru wasn’t a town per se, but still just a collection of buildings sitting not in even Greater Chilbo in those days. And neither was August – Feb 2009/2010 Aoteroa, although that was supposedly the original site of Pietmond… hmmm, hafta think along those lines, then. And then the return to Noru after Baker Bloch’s trip to England started a 2nd phase Noru, but still not a town. Instead we have another superstructure as a focus: the Blue Feather Gallery, which is 4 structures in one, actually, and a direct cousin to the Big E Gallery of Aotearoa.

Hucka D.:

Next you must get rid of the X-Spot Gallery. Or else put something totally different there. Maybe MapS?

bb:

Is the X-Spot Gallery another ship, then, Hucka D.? After all, its basic module is a spacecraft.

Hucka D.:

Yes. It is a converted spaceship, like the Galactic Gallery before it.

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bb:

It’s at this central watering hole, The Hole in the Wall, that conversations about the relevance of Pietmond in Your Second Lyfe came about. Knock. Knick Knack Knock. They talked of Lion’s Roar and New Pietmond and how the two are related.

“I had no corporeal existence in Lion’s Roar”, states Knock. “Thank you for building New Pietmond, which is the same as Lion’s Roar only better — for the winter anyway, as we’ve discussed. We sit at the Watering Hole[ for that is its name] and discuss more. We discuss Lion’s Roar and New Pietmond and Old Pietmond and Billfork and Pitchfork. Hermania. We discuss a lot of things, baker b.” “Yes, thank you for all that, Knock,” replies baker b. “But where is The Table in all this? Physically it is still back in Philo.” “Good you saw me in the future, in miniature, inside the 3333 Circle at Supersity. That’s called Future City to us. I am an Imaginary Man there, in this future town. You must pick and choose which path to take toward the middle, toward the end of the future. I am on those rocks before you get there, a lookout[ of sorts]. Where is the 4th and all that.” “Thanks once more, Knock,” replies baker b. again. “Carcass-8 is coming up sometime, but I’m not sure it will be called a Carcass at all any more.” “No,” says Knock back. “It will be called by its actual name, like Red 7 before it. Red 7 is the last carcass and also the first carcass beyond the concept of the carcasses. Next is Super 8.”

bb:

Can’t wait!

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The Hole in the Wall franchise subsequently expands to Greater Philo, just in case.

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The…

… emptying of the X-Spot Gallery will come soon, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Not soon enough.

bb:

Oh really?

Hucka D.:

Knock wishes to talk.

Knock:

I see you found “Imaginary Man”. I am.

bb:

Very nice song, Knock.

Knock:

We must approach the table soon. Can you see?

bb:

Not sure.

Knock:

You saw me inside the 3333 circle. In the future. We will walk together more there. Beyond the Red 7.*

bb:

I think you also like the Residents… secretly.

Knock:

I like them because they help defuse the Beatles hoax… legend I mean (smiles).

bb:

Do you know the mystery of the Paul is Dead hoax?

Knock:

The solution you mean? It’s within the Village Green.

—–

bb:

What is the 3333?

Knock:

The future. Future City future.

Hucka D.:

He[ Knock] will return. He will be your Aid. Slowly you will move toward the center, toward the cairn. He will enter and you will not. Then you will see. 4th.

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* Knock is referencing my experience walking around the Supersity sacred hoop this past Sunday, interesting for certain. I’ve been dwelling on some work related stuff recently after hours, and not in an altogether good way. I was dwelling when I visited the hoop for instance. I decided to start chanting 2233 while walking clockwise just outside the rock circle of the hoop in an attempt to mute these chains of thoughts. I shortly got the impression that 2233 was opening up the past inside the hoop or circle. 2233 was the Baker Blinker Blog in the past now (this blog contains exactly 2233 posts), and through it, toward the center, I could see further into the past. In a way the central cairn is 1Pink, the largest carcass. So then I reversed my direction around the sacred hoop and instead chanted 3333. My impression is that this opened the future, in correspondence with me calling this place the Future City beforehand. The future is the Frank and Herman Einstein Blog beyond the Baker Blinker Blog, beyond the 2233. The circle of rocks represents at least the beginning posts of the blog, in line with the 80 post piece of art found nearby. The center of the *3333* circle is probably death or exit, but more than that — the totality of the soul in the 4 directions. It is the endpoint of the soul itself. So the past leads to condensing the energy of the totality into a microcosm, which is the Baker Blinker Blog; which is Second Life as well. 3333 is beyond the microcosm and into the Greater Whole. The circumference of rocks around the cairn is the *present*… I am in the Frank and Herman Einstein Blog now but it has just begun, really. The whole 2233-3333 walk reminded me of a figure 8, with the upper circle the past and the lower circle the future. But it’s also a kind of mobius figure 8 if so. You need both past (where you came from) and future (where you’re going), but it’s all viewed from the perspective of the present — where you are standing or walking or whatever *right now*.

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Thoughts…

Made some more rather major changes to Pietmond in the last day, including the creation of a new gallery in Garage #1 of town (which has been significantly enlarged in the process), and also the insertion of the Urbania Rowhouses Freebie by Sarg Bjornson in place of the Luv Shack underneath the TILE Tower, which represents a significant upgrade of usable town space as well. But what to put in it? I’ve already inserted 30 of my collages into the Garage #1 gallery (not yet garnering an official name), including the last 3 series of the Art 10×10 (Hidalgo, Wheeler, and Jasper collage series). I’ll give some details later — who knows what will change in New Pietmond in the meantime.

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Oh, and I’ve also made a gallery of the Stairs #1 builing. I logically call it the Stairs Gallery, but pun on “stares” (like in staring at the jawdropping art within). Inside are now found 15 or 16 pieces by Kollage Kid, and then the bridge connects the top of this structure with the Hobo Squat structure next door, where I believe additional Kollage Kid pieces will be displayed. A path may be that the X-Spot Gallery (presently containing the same Kollage Kid collages, plus a couple more by him) will be gradually emptied for another project. This week I should get to the text generation for the 2 Jeogeot through Art and Word related posts below.

Then we come to the Knocks or the Knicks, the town’s official rock band. They’ve been rehearsing in Garage #2, and already complaints have been registered from the Stairs Gallery owners about the noise (and the band, in turn, complaining about the renovation noise coming from their gallery). It’s been a rather bitter fight, with Don (Dr. Blood’s brother) threatening to blow up the bridge connecting the two parts of the gallery. Don and Rich’s parents just want peace — “Why don’t you ask if you can exhibit some art in their gallery, Rich?” they might suggest. Rich (same as Dr. Blood apparently) has been researching the history of the town. Wallace3, aka Karoz Blogger, might surface soon. But it all could be just Baker Bloch and Karoz having some rock music generating fun. They are brothers aren’t they? Karoz instead researches Jeogeot history. TILE. His pictures are up now in the House of Truth they grew up in. Now they just sleep around town anywhere, basically. “What happened to your parents Karoz?” I asked. “Sapphire? I only had a mother that I knew. Gene Fade the mossman was supposedly my real father. Sapphire wasn’t my real mother. Instead a gypsy was. I spent my infancy on The Moon, but was given to Sapphire at a rather early age and stayed in Yeot and then Norum. I became Aqua Teen beyond Aquamarine and moved into a replica of my grandparent’s old house in Yeot.” “Blue Feather Douglas?” I asked. “Nata Lee and Natha Neil,” came the answer. “I remember tea parties, and a doll house. A house that looked *exactly* like their house.” Karoz paused, examined his nails.

“Karoz, talk about Peter if you can.”

“Peter was our manager. Told us we could make it big, but we had to move out of Norum. Said that there was an up and coming town he knew out in Sunklands that we could take over, as it were. A single sink involved. So Pietmond was eventually born. Peter’s Pietmond.”

“So Baker Bloch was with you in Norum.”

“Of course,” Karoz replies. “He’s been here since the beginning.”

“What of Dr. Blood?”

Hucka D.:

I hate to interrupt your dialog baker b., but we must move on to something else. Plus I was suppose to interrupt you at that point. Anything else?

bb:

You said you had something else to talk about.

Hucka D.:

Pietmond is an onion to peel. Proverbial. You have two older versions even — complicated now. Cool and complicated. A gift for you, baker b. Lion’s Roar but more. Lions’ Roar carried over. Winter… soon.

Pietmond:

Jack-o. Really-o. Born-o. Insignificanti-o. Right-o. And rong-o. Are-o you-o going-o to-o… to help me?

bb:

Yes Pietmond. I’ll try.

Pietmond:

Are-o help-o you. Me. Try to get high? No. Try to get even. Try to get. Try. Try.

bb:

Try to change consciousness?

Pietmond:

Inner facto stubmiontiatio turning part creeping statio. Pardono really aredent yippie grapevine tulip aren’t glad you are happen truce. true.

Hucka D.:

Goodnight baker b.!

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Shark (referencing a severed hand): You found my record, didn’t you? Now… spin it.

“The band rehearsed in your Garage #2. They were *the* band of the town, like the Conchords were for Little New Zealand, or they were planned for as such (smile). Dr. Blood planned this out with you. The owners of the new Stairs Building Gallery complained of the noise. The Knicks (variant band) said: stuff cotton in your ears you freaks, and laughed derisively. Both brothers were there. Dan camped out in the TILE Tower for quite a while, but his official place was Fleep’s Cottage. Both grew up in the House of Truth, and the brothers’ dad owned both it and the garage and possibly the land occupied by Fleep’s Cottage and the TILE Tower. What did they think of the TILE religion? I suppose they followed it. The church use to be in the SoSo Village, but was later replaced by Stairs Building #2. *Their* New Pietmond sort of evolved backwards from yours, with the X-Spot Gallery being the *last* addition. The X-Spot Gallery signaled the band’s fiscal triumph. Questions?”

bb:

How did the Knicks acquire the art of the X-Spot?

Hucka D.:

They bought it. And they also bought the art of your 10×10.

bb:

Did they know of Peter Gabriel, supposedly also in Second Life?

Hucka D.:

*Yes.* They knew of the Sunklands Initiative after a while. Or at least Dr. Blood did.

bb:

And they knew of Z.

Hucka D.:

Yes. He came to town as well, although he wasn’t an official resident. I don’t think.

bb:

Maybe he was.

Hucka D.:

A possibility.

bb:

So it really looks like New Pietmond is “just” a continuation of Lion’s Roar from October. I didn’t go back there all of November, Hucka. I hope the bottles are all right.

Hucka D.:

Knicks, the name of the variant band, is a key, because you’ve compared both Lion’s Roar and New Pietmond — and also, now, Supersity just north of Frank Park — with New York City. But it’s the Kniks, without a “c”. Just looking at your type and over your shoulder and such.

bb:

Spooky. So Hucka, we’re going quite a long way in explaining who actually might have *lived* in New Pietmond.

Hucka D.:

The Kniks obviously. Do you know where the primary Knik is? It’s in… well, I’ll let you find out.

bb:

Knickerbocker is a resident of New York… knicks, then, for sure. They contacted the real world through the Tower of A. Mann, which is a type of psychic parallel of sorts to The Statue of Liberty — Lady Liberty.

Hucka D.:

Mossmen were probably also in New Pietmond. They may have come from the direction of Supersity. Mossmen are depicted in the 10×10 and in SoSo Gallery[ with its Oblong series from that overall opus].

bb:

Tower of A. Mann is obviously related to my recent Facebook post about the many Kinks’ songs ending with “man,” a number of which are now part of the Sunklands Initiative project, Hucka D. A good example is “Powerman”, a unique and rather stunning track from Lola. And this makes me think that the Tower of A. Man is the tower of Powerman, or the Tower of Power (in one incarnation of the building).

Hucka D.:

Right. Insert picture.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/15402278@N08/

bb:

Sorry. Still looking…

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Hucka D.:

Nope. But close enough. You know 12 Oz Mouse’s cardboard city is New Pietmond as well. Dead End Street, the true beginning of Carcass-1, the very first Carcass in a way, in a manner. New Pietmond is a record… now spin it.

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