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April 5, 2013 · 9:30 am

Whitehead X-ing 02

Here are some pictures of the many interesting rocks in the general Whitehead Crossing area. Below we have a rock with a bald spot of sorts.

This one is from the side of the smaller of the two major rocks in the area, or the neighbor to Geogeorock (a.k.a Gray Rock). It seems to act as a pointer, almost.

This is a slightly iridescent rock at the base of Geogeorock itself. We’ll get to a more interesting example of this quality in a moment.

Opened nuts on a mossy log. More alien communication or random configuration?

Flat and smooth rock below Geogeorock, in what is a water flow during heavier rains no doubt.

Geogeorock itself taken from about the same position.

Not a rock but an interesting red pattern of mold on a nearby log. Certainly gives the appearance of paint.

Heart o’ Whitehead straight ahead, with that mysterious patch of evergreen grass to the left. I suppose I’ll have names for all these rocks soon, or at least numbers/letters. If what I think is evolving here comes to fruition down the road.

The stream flow in the foreground of the above picture…

… and Whitehead Brook on the other side of the grassy ridge. Direction Rock can be seen in the background, one of the presently named rocks (subject to change, however).

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Whitehead X-ing Intricacies

Mall Meadows was a confluence point between human or humanoid toy avatars, mossmen, and bees. Perhaps others. The huge mall there was famous for its 5 shot lattes. Depression still there.

“We sent an Uncle Joe and an Aunt Zoe to the bees to find out why they ticked. Bombs away, we said, laughing. They didn’t know what hit them. This is Joe the Rock. Solid.”

“What about Cleveland?” I asked. “Cleveland Rocks. Do you draw? Did you drew?”

A stuttered reply came: “The Presidents… of the United States… of America.” He continued: “Rocks bark. Bark at a rock. Bark at rocks. Drew. Cleveland. Rocks.”

“Obvious that Rock, the toy avatar, sat on Rock, and probably for numerous times and long times.” I melded one with the other in me mind.

—–

“Rock’s Sinclair became Mr. Blue Skies or Blue Skies Mr., way up in the sky with his mass of white, tangly hair like wispy, clumped clouds. Like Baker Bloch and Baker Blinker and the King and Queen saw up in the sky in Rockley. And Hucka Doobie as well.”

“You need to write this god in the sky,” came the mystery entity’s reply. Across space. Across time.

—–

“Humans invited bees to come live in Greenhead amongst them, or nearby at least. Mall Meadows was a great gathering place. Mossmen crawled out of Red Head, bees came from Greenhead. The humans from Whitehead. A Great Party. Mmm’s? Marbles?”

“So why did Joe Flo Zoe Mo plug up the bee’s hole at Greenhead?” he then ask, staring at me with his blue blue eyes so deep. Krakatoa.

“The sealing affected the whole dimensional aspect,” came my reply. “The Bees were cut off from Green River and its centering Mammoth Cave. Allen Knob Kentucky was not an option now.”

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http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2011/11/21/the-2-allen-knobs-and-green-branchgreen-river/

There is a battle shaping up for control of future rock temples/land art between Dongoba and Whitehead Crossing. Who will win? My personal guess is that there will be no losers in this contest. It’s all just meaningful nonsense in a box canyon, thanks to that Roostre fellow/dude.

“Turns out this is coming true just now, Mystery Person.”

“Call me Blue. Mr. Blue. Mr Blue Skies. Blue Skies Mr. Blue wins out, yes.”

“So you really are a type of God for the Whitehead Crossing region.”

“Yes,” came the reply. He was a type of God.

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April 4, 2013 · 1:53 pm

April 4, 2013 · 10:37 am

Whitehead Xing Again 01

Another visit to Whitehead Crossing, which I’m seeing more and more as a true center for my woodsy experiences. Like I said previously, it’s actually a quite large and diverse region we’re talking about here, composed of a mixture of different types of woods and open areas, kind of surrounded or protected by a thicker forest of pines. Through the middle runs Whitehead Brook, acting as a type of unifying thread.

Below is pictured one of the many little oddities of this area: a tree seemingly lassoed by a trailing vine. I didn’t create this just to make a picture, I promise.

The now blog famous Jeogeorock or Gray Rock in the distance, with an unnamed spring passing it on the right in the below photo. The spring’s source is in the foreground.

Jeogeorock and neighboring, squatter and smaller rock, also unnamed like the spring in front of it here.

Although Jeogeorock is the largest specimen of such, there are many rocks scattered about Whitehead Crossing, including these which seem to have been piled up to make a type of fence or barrier of some sort.

This jumble of fallen trees also seems to act as a defining line between Whitehead Crossing proper and outside regions.

A candidate for the center of Whitehead Crossing is this finger of land between two stream flows: Whitehead Brook behind it, and another as yet unnamed spring in front. Notice the topping green of this low ridge — grass apparently stays alive all year round at this spot.

Trees forming an almost equilateral triangle in the northern part of WC. They point to the ridge pictured above.

A look into some of the thicker pine forest just beyond.

Jeogeorock’s unnamed partner rock already mentioned above. Isn’t this place fascinating?!

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March 29, 2013 · 8:42 am

Whitehead X-ing Revisited

I believe I’ve mentioned that Whitehead Crossing may ultimately get the most business from me in future years concerning art happenings, including an actual *stay* there 5-10-15 years down the road. There’s just so much room to work with in this location compared to, say, Falmouth Creek or Epsi. So I feel it’s important to keep taking snapshots of this region during different seasons.

The first comes from Green Stream (not to be confused with Green Oz Creek across the highway from here), and a fallen hemlock first appearing in the Baker Blinker Blog from spring 2011.

Looking up Rock Path or Rock’s Path heading toward Whitehead Crossing proper. To remind, this is the path astroexplorer Rock Meadows took to reach his creator Sinclair after crash landing his starship near Green Stream.

The fartherest rock seen on this “Rock Path” from the picture above, up front and close now. Doesn’t have a proper name yet. Nor does the similarly shaped and colored rock in the foreground of the above photo. Maybe Stepping Stone for this particular one (below). Or Doormat Rock. From the rock, you ascend quickly up to the plateau of the piney woods where the heart of the community can soon be reached (present “5 Bottles” region).

Two remaining, standing hemlocks from the Green Stream area bordering Whitehead Crossing to the south. These, however, appear to be dying or dead as well.

A line of rocks coming down from a neighboring hillside seems to point out or indicate Whitehead X-ing’s heart. There are at least 4 fairly sizable rocks along this line.

Hucka Doobie’s bottles mentioned in this spring 2011 Baker Blinker Blog post are still around… Is an art happening involving these bottles on the immediate horizon? Will train tracks once again be included? If so, the Frank Park focus of energy seems to be shifting from Falmouth Creek to this older known location. It is time.

Photo of another candidate for the center of Whitehead Crossing. This may be where Rock the human or humanoid toy avatar met his creator Sinclair, making it a sort of Emerald City-type goal. But its name may have actually been Edwardston — still creating all this myself as I go along. 🙂

Fence post…

… part of a line of posts forming yet another interesting Whitehead X-ing phenomenon. Barb wire is still attached in places.

To the south is a flatter plain covered largely with an evergreen plant I don’t yet know the name of. Small hemlocks seem to center or define various clumps of trees in this particular area of Whitehead Crossing. I envision this as being filled with nature sculptures one day. One day not too far off but still some distance away.

There are many mysteries yet to be solved at Whitehead Crossing.

Whitehead Brook will soon become greener. Can’t wait!

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March 22, 2013 · 5:07 am

The first “WIS” map (but not the last?).

“WIS”, pronounced like “wiz” (center center), is the 3rd, hidden element of the triangle whose 2 known points are Health [Lake] (right center) and Wealthy [Mtn.] (top center). We do not even know what kind of element WIS is presently. It is a black hole I believe Hucka D. wants to say here. WIS exists in the gap between Herman Park, seen as north in the above map, and Frank Park, south on the map. I am not unconvinced that Whitehead Crossing (SW of WIS) won’t be the main station for these parks in future times, as I move more out in the woods at retirement (8 years if all goes well; *I* will be the Whitehead in the Woods (!)). WIS is close to Whitehead Crossing but not the same. WIS is close to Wealthy Mtn. but not the same. Close to Health Lake but… not the same. It is in a gap in a map which does not logically make sense topographically but does psychologically. It is a hole that everything folds around, like flower petals.

All I can do is move from Frank/Herman Park focus to Frank/Herman Park focus. A new focus is Falmouth Creek (lower right corner of map). I’ve now determined that the original village on this creek was called Old Baker Settlement. I have a rough picture for now; it exists in the basic center of Falmouth Creek, about equidistant from both source and mouth. Old Baker Settlement, or what remains of it (ruins) is white-ish rocks in a moss bank below a clump of trees.

We’ll get to more of the story behind Old Baker Settlement (OBS) shortly. Hopefully I’ll be able to take more pictures of Falmouth this weekend, despite the continued cold weather, PHEH. On the bright side, I’m definitely going to England once more. I had a panic attack in the middle of the night, and started thinking negatively about the trip. Now I’ve turned around again. Analysis of Falmouth collages is helping. Falmouth is centering — in Avebury. Might Avebury have something to do with Old Baker Settlement?

Falmouth, Indiana which lies on the line between Rush County (west) and Fayette County (east) was originally called Old Baker Settlement. That’s obviously where I got the name. The synchronicity to this, ‘coz there’s always synchronicities when it comes to Frank and Herman Park names it seems, is that the ridge separating Falmouth and Second Life Pond (named later) acts as a peculiarly extended *block* between more public land around that pond and Falmouth Creek, essentially and effectively isolating the creek while allowing it to be quite proximate to tourist attractions in Frank Park, Second Life Pond basically. So I decided to name this ridge Block Ridge, then remembering Old Baker Settlement as an original name for a US Falmouth, decided to change this to Bloch Ridge, after my main Second Life avatar Baker Bloch. Second Life Pond, lying on the other side of this ridge from Falmouth Creek, is named immediately after this, then. Second Life Pond is the origin place for not only Baker Bloch but also Baker Blinker, who was my original, dominant Second Life avatar during my first half year or so of involvement in that virtual reality. When I moved to mainland SL from Azure Islands in Fall 2008, Bloch, the male, took over as the dominant one. The story of my avatars is found in the Where Are We On That art exhibit I still have up in my flickr site. Accompanying the first two stories about Baker Blinker and Baker Bloch in that exhibit is a 3rd story about Hucka Doobie, in case you’ve ever wondered about *his* origins (this is the same as Hucka D.), and then Esbum Michigan and Wilsonia Foxclaw, my final two avatars I was using at the time. After the exhibit was created, I made 2 more Second Life avatars: Karoz Blogger (formed right after the exhibit) and, about a year later, my last one called Bracket Jupiter.

Hucka D.:

I heard my name and woke up. Howdy baker b. Heard you talked to Headburro Antfarm for the first time in a long time.

bb:

Yes. I just asked him if there’s a virtual reality out there to rival Second Life yet, at least as far as making pictures and galleries go. He suggested Minecraft, but I’m not sure it is a rival yet to SL, or will be in the future. The best hope is to attach something directly to a web browser, with a first person viewpoint and simply getting rid of the avatar.

Hucka D.:

But that wouldn’t be any fun.

bb:

Maybe not for me, but it would make things easier for people to see your work.

Hucka D.:

Oh you can’t do that. You have to have Second Life. What about the Pietmonds??

bb:

Yeah. Not sure. But back to Falmouth, if you want to talk about them. Second Life Pond, a logical name for reasons I can’t go into here involving the *actual* name of the pond. Another virtual reality.

Hucka D.:

Maybe that should be your new virtual reality. Is it still around?

bb:

Check the link I just made with your last sentence.

Hucka D.:

I’ll check it later. It was just a rhetorical question anyway. Second Life began in that pond in Frank and Herman Parks. Bloch Ridge blocked Baker Blinker from proceeding over the hill to Falmouth. Only Baker Bloch exists in the attached collage series[ Falmouth 02 and Falmouth 04]. Falmouth 01 02 03 04 is Old Baker Settlement. So, yeah, it *is* the same as Avebury, if you will. Falmouth is Avebury.

bb:

There’s Lean Rock in the creek just below OBS.

There was the mysterious writing “Fi” in a rhododendron leaf at OBS as well.

Hucka D. (guessing):

Hifi. Or High Five.

bb:

This is a picture of a cascade on a creek just north of Falmouth, just over another ridge, or I gues it is an extension of the same ridge [Bloch Ridge]. This creek lies between Falmouth and Gnirps.

Hucka D.:

That’s a pretty cascade. A popular vacation spot for toy avatars, much like Gnirps nearby. They stay away from Second Life Pond and Second Life Creek, however, because of the humans. Humans and toy avatars as yet do not mix.

bb:

I can imagine. So there are toy avatars at Falmouth?

Hucka D.:

Oh yes. Mouse and Shark. Bart and Lisa. Baker Bloch and Baker Bloch. Red Lion man/woman and Man/Woman. Hand. Non-President R. Booger Hayes. Sunfish. Patrick Star and his friends. Lots of toy avatars.

bb:

So it’s the same as the characters in the Falmouth collage series. The 2 Baker Blochs which are actually different Baker Blochs, for example.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Non-President Booger Hayes wants to speak with us again soon. He has some ideas about Falmouth.

bb:

What of the other parts of Falmouth presently? — Visible I., Stream’s End, the unnamed spring which contains the mossy bank with *no* rocks, unlike OBS.

Hucka D.:

That’s a black hole. And the spring is a black hole. Rush.

bb:

How about X-Ray. Or Ray-dium, the follow-up?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-3

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