… Colorado to end, an enlargement from the past. ‘Nother one.
Category Archives: Falmouth
And then…
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00420316 (two straight shooters)
After he improbably made one himself (he didn’t have his glasses on for one thing) he went up to the board to take a closer look at the resulting hole. For a brief moment, he went “inside.”
“Ah, I think I see what you mean about the bullsear, Dragon. I think I see what you mean, heh.”
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00420315
“Hucka D., there’s no doubt that this newer and truer Aisle of Palms in the same named town is connected to our Fal Mouth Moon animation. There’s even an equivalent of Steptoe Butte there in the background if we extend our draw distance to 512 and then shorten it back to 128 and take a photo before the landscape shortens again in turn. Mount Chinhae we can call it, after the sim it is situated on the lower end of. Sacred after this I would suppose.
“Fascinating. Keep it up.”
“The bar with the red rooftop to the left, like the dart in the collage is red tipped. Tipping allowed after all in the bar.”
“Tone it down a bit,” Hucka D. requested to this. “Focus on the *obvious*. What are we looking at?”
“Jack’s bar, obviously. (Bull’s) Ear for a target (name), but we had to settle on Bar since we couldn’t get the needed lights in the ‘B’ to stop functioning and turn it into an ‘E’ — shame.”
“We’ll work on it,” said Hucka D.
“So instead the dart turns into a cigarette or cigar which may be the same as a joint. This indicates that Jack is smoking hot. Icily cold later on. After the process is finished. The ear is removed from the side of the mountain revealing Lloyd the bartender for who is really is. The fuse on the bomb is lit. The color inverted VW, yellow at the beginning, speeds on to its destined destination.”
“Boomb! Bullsear!”
“Should be,” agreed Hucka D., already hatching more plans to make it so.
“What did you just call what you did, Dragon? Bulls-*what*?”
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now
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00390212
Not yet (*sip*).
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deeper…
“The same four numbers. Over and over.” She turns after observing. “Punch them into me, Ensign. I have to know what this is about.”
“But… your condition. Ma’am.” My probable baby! he thinks.
“Never mind that just do as you’re told. Here I’ll hold the chest keypad close to you.” Just like I did last night, Lt. Clotheshanger thinks. The Deep South has a way of making higher and lower come together like that outside the harsh, dividing glare of daylight.
Behind them and at the same time perhaps:
“Is this a formal complaint, Ms. Mantell?”
“Mandell, she says to this, use to mispronunciations of her two given names. So close on either side. “Martell Mandell” she says in full.
“Yes, certainly Ms. Martell.”
“*Mandell*.”
Pause as Shirley studies one of the provided photos in her mind. “Right, Martell,” she finally acknowledges. “So Ms. Mantell (Martell rolls her eyes), tell me about this Harry slash Jerry?”
“I’ll take over here, Martell, if you don’t mind,” spoke immediate superior Abs — Abbey Abdominator — sitting beside her at this meeting with HR. “We have reason to believe this file was stolen.”
“Interesting,” HR representative Shirley Stall says to this. A ringing in her ear. “Hold on,” she requests, “I have to take this.”
6 minutes later, she returned her attention to the file. “Sorry,” she excused herself, “I had to listen to all 24 permutations before she let me go. The boss, you know.”
Abs looked over at Martell who looked back. Synchronicity of thoughts. Spider!
“There was a horse involved.” She paused, reconsidered the communication. “No: a dog.”
Horse becomes a dog! Another forewarning.
She shakes it off, second photo replaced back by the first. Then she additionally realized that the second *came* from the first. Spider was in Collagesity. Spider was (back) in the collages!
(to be continued)
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head regained
Carla covered her ears, sick of hearing the booms. It’s just as loud over here as back on the beach! she complains within.
White clad Morna beside her had bigger problems. She was about to be cast into the sea with the sharks by Peggy. Peggy didn’t want to hear no shit about Baker Bloch Marty Uncle Albert being a prevert, despite being the reason for Zizzy of the Ditzy and Zizzy duo to be shipped off to Camp Umbrella next to the Crisp Sea, or so she said. Now there was yellow between and a new element involved — more balance.
3rd eye. Triangle.
—–
“Let’s stop here, Baker, and contemplate what we just wrote.”
“W.”
“In the flesh!”
—-
We return to ring woman and the generation of it.
We are about to go up the path to see what’s over the hill, monsters left behind in the dust. 2:23 soon, tick tick tick.
How about that records management manual now?
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teacher (Zebra?)
Always look for the spaces between things. There lies art.
I am not a painter in this life. I am a collagist. Moving on…
“What does the future hold for me Esmerelda?”
“A cave? A *landscape*?”
Very faint from across the table again: “Enter the cave.”
He paid Ms. Wells handsomely and was on his way again.
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Collage Study 01
Hope neighbor Art Oluja isn’t pulling out already. Need to get over to her other parcels and see what amazing things she’s been up to. Soon!
Karoz inside Fal Mouth Moon studying the Falmouth series. “Story Room.”
“Moss like me,” he says upon spying Boss Moss in what might be the most complex collage of the series. Actually that would make a good title for an autobiography. He remembers that door beside him from another collage just viewed involving Lisa the Vegetarian and The Beatles. The one with a prostrate Shadowy Figure.
“I’ve got to get back in there!” Karoz declares (meaning Stonethwaite).
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Sunklands 
