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DIXFIELD — The beloved official town mascot, Bullrock the Moose, became a casualty of Wednesday evening’s ferocious thunderstorm.
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Wednesday evening’s winds from a powerful thunderstorm toppled Bullrock the Moose, Dixfield’s mascot on the Village Green. The 11-year-old statue also had dry rot, which contributed to its downfall.

Strong winds knocked down the full-scale wooden sculpture, which had been standing in the Village Green since 2000.

“I heard the sad news of Bullrock’s destruction shortly after we opened (Thursday morning),” Charlotte Collins of the Dixfield Town Office said.

Wind was not the only factor contributing to the moose’s demise. Bullrock had developed a bad case of dry rot in his chest as well as his front right leg, making for an already unstable foundation.

Bullrock is named after a local legend, according to town records. The story goes that a wandering moose journeyed from the back side of Dixfield’s Sugarloaf Mountain, approached a formation known as Bull Rock on Sugarloaf and became so entranced with the beauty of the valley below that he lost his footing and plunged over the side to his death.

“Today, Bullrock’s spirit can be seen in the majesty of our forests and the steadfastness of our people,” according to town reports. “He not only symbolizes Dixfield’s colorful past, but represents a strong and steady future for all of us.”

Bullrock the statue began April 18, 2000, when Ted Walker of Peru began carving him. Money was provided by the Economic Development Council.

Walker took two weeks to complete Bullrock using 150-year-old white pine for his body and Norway pine and spruce for his legs and antlers. Falls Taxidermy supplied his big brown eyes and Dan Anctil supplied the log at Bullrock’s feet.

Bullrock was hoisted onto a concrete foundation by Anctil’s log loader and bolted tightly to the concrete slab.

As of early Wednesday afternoon, Bullrock remained in pieces on the ground on the Village Green.

“I have a feeling that Bullrock may rise again,” Collins said.

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This image shows the original artwork from which the official Town of Dixfield Seal was developed. This representation of the Town of Dixfield was drawn by Letty Ellingwood and evolved into the official town seal. Shown are the Sugarloaves Mountain, Bull Rock, Webb River and Valley, moose, and wildlife. Dixfield’s mascot is a moose named Bull Rock, and its motto is “We Strive.”

Bullrock is back!

Eileen Adams
Eileen Adams, Staff Writer

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Monday, June 18, 2012

DIXFIELD — A stronger, bigger and more resilient Bullrock arrived at the Village Green early Friday afternoon after more than a year of work to replace the town’s mascot.
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Wood carver Ted Walker of Rumford anchors Bullrock to his platform early Friday afternoon.
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The first Bullrock rotted from the inside after a few years, but this time, creator Ted Walker of Rumford took steps to prevent a similar demise.

The 9-foot tall, 1,500-pound moose is on a pedestal at the entrance to the Green along Route 2 near the village. It’s carved from pressure-treated wood, has some rubberized parts. It’s hollow but looks like a traditional wood carving.

Bullrock’s head is topped with a set of real moose antlers donated by a local hunter.

Norine Clarke, the driving force on the Dixfield Economic Development Council, said funding for the new moose came from insurance and large and small donations from area people.

A Welcome Bullrock party is set for 5:30 to 6:30 p.m. Thursday, June 21, at the Village Green. A commemorative cake and punch will be served.

A stuffed moose created by Laurie Taylor and Moose Is Loose T-shirts designed by Hot Colors will be awarded to several of those attending who sign up at the event.

Bullrock was driven from Walker’s home on the Swain Road to its new home by Twin Rivers’ owner Alan Elliott and two employees. They used two of the company’s trucks to move the moose and other items needed to set it up at the Green.

Dixfield Police Department officer Anne Simmons-Edmunds provided an escort into town.

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Red Rock

Red rock wasn’t on the ice when I passed it the first time. Upon returning about 15 minutes later, it was there, prominently displayed. I don’t believe there’s any way I could have missed it.

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The approx. 4 foot long ice flow that I broke off with a stick at the time *wasn’t* present, even though there appeared nowhere for it to go in the meantime. The piece broke off only several feet down from the red rock.

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The wife and I got a laugh out of this when I told her about this aspect of the mystery, because it instantly reminded us of the Might Boosh jingle “Ice Flow, Nowhere to Go”, which we sing on occasion to cheer ourselves up during very cold weather. Do the Bill Mtn. aliens have a heightened sense of humor as well?

Nearby frozen P Creek. Frozen peas — hmm. Almost identical in angle to the last photo from this earlier F&HE! blog post from almost a year ago.

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Neighboring red barn. Red again…

In the very next blog post…

https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2013/02/25/so-2/

… Hucka D. psychically seems to hint at the manifestation of this future red rock. If so, it could also be connected to the future development of Epsi with its matching black and white rocks.

Hucka D.:

There’s two things to look for…

bb:

Land and water?

Hucka D.:

The black rocks, the white rocks. Black and white. (pause) Red.

Theory:

The Bill displaced Herbert, Alabama from Conecuh County to Butler County to be near Saucer and Forest Home. A particular geometric arrangement was even established, Fake Herbert, as we’ve been calling it, the same distance from Forest Home as Saucer. Herbert stands for Frank, as in *Frank* Park, home of Bill Mountain. We are now calling the aliens The Bill. Again: Fake Herbert, Alabama was set up by The Bill. They were indicating that Bill Mtn. is their *forest home*.

That Herbert was moved from near Paul to near Forest Home means that an attachment to author Frank Herbert and his Dune starring seer Paul Atreides has been removed, or perhaps *carried over*. This is now a Frank Park/The Bill issue. End and beginning of two, separate Cardinal Roads is also thrown in the mix. Together they stand for the beginning and end of the *middle* third of Baker’s Creek, Mississippi. They are at the 1/3 and 2/3 point of the creek from mouth (Port Gibson) to source. They emphasize *Cardinal Gibson* (Bob).

Red Rock is a summary point of Black Rocks and White Rocks, US of A. What’s black and white and red all over?

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“Hucka D., any more on Story Room tonight? The blog keeps chugg’n chugg’n along. Need to write a 2013 year summary.”

Hucka D.:

Why don’t you do it now. We’ll have a chat about 2013.

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It was an amazing year. A 2 week trip to England in the summer, contact with woodsy style aliens at the first of the year. New collage series, first in 5 years (42 collages I believe!). Huge year for carrcasses, one of the best ever, best since 2007. C-8, 9 , 10 all created. Great hikes during the year, ending with the unique Sharieland information of October. Alone at my work space for most of the year, with a new co-worker quickly relocating out of my building. Dependent on student workers alone now. New database. New friction with co-worker. Then at the *very* end of the year, somehow Mythopolis mythology reared its head again after an absence of, oh, 30 years or so? So much stuff going on it’s difficult to pick a starting point. But let’s start with the beginning of the year — simple enough.

Aliens.

Bill Mtn., Frank Park became the scene of what appeared to be an open contact with “something” out in the woods. A new type of toy happening was brewing, and following the Billfork Agreement, I knew I had to use material found in these woods for the more permanent parts of it. I was rushing headlong toward an exploitation of Rust Spot and its cache of (mainly rusty) objects. But bizarre things happened, then. Prime objects were inexplicably rearranged. *Someone* seems to know what I’d be taken pictures of. *Someone* was in the woods making noises *specifically designed* to draw my attention to it. The someone who rearranged the objects and the someone in the woods — thickly bushed woods I might add here, and nowhere a proper human being would be wandering around in (save me!) — making noises to attract my attention were *the same*. So right at the first of the year we have a confounding mystery, the contact at Bill Mtn. By the way, the Bill part of Bill Mtn. doesn’t really have any connection to Billfork except in name. What *was* I being warned off about? It was almost as if the contactees were telling me that this was their stuff (thinking along the lines of Cat from Red Dwarf and his stash of shiny objects that he didn’t like people messing with), even perhaps they had their *own* Billforks and such toy happenings to make, with the objects in question already earmarked for such plans. I think this is a correct theory at its base. This contact was caused by similarity — I was coming into alignment with someone who was doing the same thing on the “other side”. Ah heck, I still haven’t quite got it.

England, Part 1: Collages

So anyway, right after the Bill Mtn. contact I decided to join Edna and Cammie in their summer trip to England. I was going to fly! I was going overseas! I had *never* flown in a plane. I’d never made it further west than Memphis, further south than Jacksonville, further north than NYC. I was not an experienced traveler. I had a *condition* (sound sensitivity). Yet here I was, staying *alone* my first week in England while the wife and best friend traipse around glorious London. The plan was for them to join me during the second week in Wiltshire, where I was based the whole trip. I’ll get to details of the trip in a moment. But almost simultaneous with this decision (mid to late Jan.) I start collages, partially inspired by my use of GoogleEarth to do some preliminary exploring. GoogleEarth Streetview oddities were found around Avebury primarily (reminding me of more recent Shining finds of a similar ilk). Collage quickly followed collage in a working style I was familiar with now through the Art 10×10. But this was my first collage work in 4 years, after creating a new series each year for the 5 years prior to that (2004-2009). And they were different style collages at the same time, rougher in composition but more flowing in story, perhaps. Eventually not 2 but three *sub* series unwound in a 2 month period from Jan. to March. I was quit absorbed with their creation at the time: Gila, Latona, and then Lis, with a topping or culminating 4 part *quad*rtich called Falmouth. In a virtual sense, the 4 parts encircled the viewer, who figuratively stands in the center of Avebury, then. This was new. It was just as akin to the “Baker Bloch in England” art work/story from 2009 as the Art 10×10 collages. Second Life had a strong influence on it; the Power Tower Gowlery developed directly alongside the series.

Second Life.

In Dec., 2012 I had what was probably my last lengthy stay on the Jeogeot continent of mainland, where I create *New* Pietmond from the ashes of the old ones (2 in number). The move of New Pietmond in name and context to the unique Sikkima sinkhole at that time signaled my return to the Heterocera continent, perhaps for good — what I mean by that is that I might be virtually based on this continent for the rest of my Second Life enmeshment. The Sikkima stay only lasted about a month and a half itself, although I would have retained that land if possible. A failed start for VWX Town on the *northern* border of the Rubi Woods for several days in May was followed by (after my return to *rainy rainy* Blue Mtn. from England the first of July) another, much longer attempt at this new style of town in July-October on the opposite side of Heterocera. Then starting near the first of Nov., I moved VWX Town to its current location in Rubi, on the *south* side of the same forest I formed it next to in May. My tier had jumped up yet another level in the meantime, to 75 dollars a month. I knew I couldn’t continue with this expense — *can’t* continue — but at the same time I realize my Rubi town is the culmination of Second Life experiences so far, a type of summing up, even. Just recently, I’ve determined that the Rubi Woods are themselves *alive* — Edwardston has even seen an impossible human-type eye within the branches of one of its eucalyptus trees recently. Presently I’m trying to determine how to downsize my Rubi existence while retaining the essence (Essence) of VWX Town. Difficult decisions to make just ahead. But for now I have all the land I purchased in Nov. Old avatars have come back to life, climbing out of their unlogged tombs. A new one has been added (Edwardston Resident). Just exciting times in Rubi for me.

Carrcasses.

As mentioned, this has also been a very good year for carrcass creation, perhaps the best since the heyday of this artform in 2006-2007. As with the Gilatona-Lis series (my composite name for the directly related Gila, Latona, and Lis series described above), the 2013 carrcasses were a little different from anything formed before in this vein. 3 primary ones were created, started before my trip to England and finished in Sep. after my return. The smallest of the 3, Carrcass-10 — also the last chronologically — has just recently been declassified by Hucka D. and me, with the work’s guts illuminated on this blog. Now I just have to figure out the story of Story Room (smiles). Partnered Carrcass-8 and 9 formed a twinned relationship, with 9 directly continuing 8. This is very similar to the continuous flow of Carrcass+0 into Carrcass-0 to start the whole audiovisual synching/carrcass process in 2007. But *here* we have the addition of Carrcass-10, which can be inserted either in the *middle* of the 2, or at their end. Add in an overture created in Jan. actually (directly about contact with aliens appropriately!) and the whole rises to Carrcass+2 proportions (2006), and I consider Carrcass+2 to be the best one I’ve been able to tape, and probably one of the best two overall along with the unfilmed Carrcass+1 (2007). So we’re talking about some important work for me here. And The Shining research I’ve been involved in recently directly stems from Carrcass-10, as I’ve been trying to explain on the blog the last several days. Work on The Shining will continue into the new year, apparently.

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“It would be best if Edwardston started with the concept of the Sylver Forest and moved from there. Roger Pine Ridge should be understood. Why does Waters change to Pine Ridge?”

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Roger Pine Ridge is certainly eligible to sit at The Table, along with variants Peter Gabriel, Little Robert Plant, Marty and Lemon, and, lets see, Dr. Blood or Knik now. Day Ravies?

Hucka D.:

Dr. Blood is truly at the Head of the table now. He’s Da Man. The Director.

bb:

He might like ordering Marty around, harhar.

Hucka D.:

Roger Pine Ridge definitely wants to join. The Tide is Turning. Flat top. Use to think the world was flat… 1936.**

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Theory, Hucka D.: Waters changing to Pine Ridge in ’36 opens doors to Sylver Forest memories.

Hucka D.:

You’ll have to tell Edwardston Resident about Roger Pine Ridge and Montgomery County, Arkansas.*

bb:

Your favorite state after all, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Right. Left.

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* Montgomery County, AR historic maps:
http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~armontgo/map_info.htm#1898map

http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~armontgo/map.htm

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**QUOTE:

The countdown of 10 to 1 at the end of “Four Minutes” in Quadrospirited begins when the father enters this santuary…

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… and then ends with the fountain bathed in the light of the 4 sacred colors.

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Then when the parents and their daughter Chihiro leave the sanctuary or station immediately afterwards, they encounter would I would call a direct replica of TILE Mountain in your Herman Park, while Waters starts “The Tide is Turning” song with, “I use to think the world was flat.” In the real world, TILE Mountain is Flat top. (also known as Yards or Yds. Mtn.) In Peewee Big, this message is clarified. We have a reprisal or direct borrowing of the 10-1 countdown in this newer synch, and then the beginning of “The Tide is Turning” song as well. However, in Peewee Big we have a segue into The Beatles’ “Come Together”, where the lyrics start…

“Here come old flattop
He come groovin’ up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball

…as Richard Dreyfuss in Close Encounters realizes that the sculptures he is creating are simulations of Devil’s Tower, Wyoming, a place earmarked for contact between humans and e.t.s in the film. At the very place he breaks the top off his biggest sculpture to make it flat, cementing the association with Devil’s Tower for him, we have Lennon singing the word “flattop” in “Come Together” — flattops obviously, um, coming together (then Dreyfuss grooves up slowly to the revealed sculpture, to add to the synchiness, and he may have joo-joo eyeball as well?). The coming together here means, moreso, humans coming together over contact with extraterrestrial species, but also Dreyfess coming together with a new woman (his wife had just left him), as they head to the real Devil’s Tower to witness the contact up close and personal. You now know that Bill Mountain is a place of contact between humans and aliens, and Bill Mountain is very close to TILE Mountain or Flattop. It is, in fact, the next mountain *down* from TILE. It has less elevation but is more secluded, a more likely place to encounter aliens, in fact. And this is what has happened.

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Come Together lyrics analysis:

http://beatlesnumber9.com/together.html

Each verse is a different Beatle, starting with George!

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Little Wiltshire/Whitehead X-ing Visit

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1st snake seen in the year — of a garter variety. And right smack dab in the middle of Epsi.

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This (fox? coyote?) skull was found on the limits of Epsi as well. And I unearthed not one but 2 thigh bones of probably the same animal in the clearing also containing the snake. Don’t think I’m going to be creating an art happening here. Seems a bit cursed or sumtin. And it’s hard to reach through the several patches of rhododendron you have to climb through to get to this clearing. Falmouth Creek is looking better and better… get to that in a moment-o.

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Well, actually now: here we have another shot of Falmouth Creek and a square-ish rock between Visible I. (just off a public path) and the main spring of the creek where Old Baker Settlement once existed…

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… if it didn’t exist here beside this considerably smaller spring just upstream (but still the only other spring I have identified for Falmouth Creek). This weekend I impromptly inserted all the bottles found toward the mouth of Falmouth Creek several weeks before into the metal circle also transported from that same location. All 34 or so bottles fit within, with room to spare. Is this true Old Baker Settlement?

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Or is it the rock encrusted moss bank just in front of it, directly above the small spring here? At any rate, the two “clusters” (bottles and rocks) seem related. Separate but related.

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Old Baker Settlement (?) can be divided into 3 logical groups of 11 bottles around a central, moss filled clear bottle, an obvious omphalos.

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This may be related to the classic T and O maps of antiquity as well.

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The densely packed nature of the community of bottles also certainly reminded me of the same in my also recently created PTG Town on the Maebaleia continent of Second Life. Since “Fi” is near each, as I’ve already discussed a bit in this earlier blog post, I believe there may be a direct resonance going on. Are the 2 communities the *same* even??

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And taking this another step, is the separation of the 33-34 bottles within the metal circle and the nearby rock encrusted moss bank the same as the gap between present Planet Earth and an extraterrestrial race or races? Had to cross my mind.

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Spacial, er Special

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When people ask me about the spacial relationships between Frank and Herman Park locations I mention in this and the Baker Blinker Blog, I usually tell them to f— off.

Hucka D.:

Wise decisions. But this time you’re showing a map. Why? Is it because you’ve found *the center*? Have you found the heart of the heart of Frank and Herman Parks, baker b.?

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Not sure about that, Hucka D. But I think I’ve found Diamond. The legendary Diamond. Priceless indeed. We know from long ago that Frank Park has a set price, a very high price but a figure can be named, given enough time. Herman Park is in contrast priceless. Now I’ve found the priceless Diamond, but inside Frank Park. It should have been in Epsi but instead there I find a piece of ordinary glass with the word “Epsi” on it — “P” removed.

Hucka D.:

That’s then also Pepsin, baker b.

bb:

I get that. With an extra letter instead of a letter removed.

Hucka D.:

Dirty Dozen.

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So instead of Coke, Virginia next to Ordinary and Glass, it should have been Pepsin. But the words were switched, and Pepsin moved to Missouri and positioned near Diamond, close enough for me to make the association. But The Diamond is that special special rock in Methril, Hucka D. Obvious now that I’ve revisted the place and taken blog pictures. Next might be a marble race event.

Hucka D.:

I think you have to. Interact with the energies of the hill in that way.

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And I think there may even be some kind of Bee’s Line up there, Hucka D. Can you tell me more as of now? Since I probably won’t be able to get up there for about 2 weeks at least.

Hucka D.:

Methril will throw open doors. Make you forget about the aliens on Bill Mountain. That’s the main purpose, or a main purpose. The Diamond was held in reserve. You knew about it but you didn’t really *know* about it.

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Welcome Back!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mithril#Abundance

In Tolkien’s Middle-earth, mithril is extremely rare by the end of the Third Age, as it was now found only in Khazad-dûm. Once the Balrog destroyed the kingdom of the Dwarves at Khazad-dûm, the only source of new mithril ore was cut off. Before Moria was abandoned by the Dwarves, while it was still being actively mined, mithril was worth ten times its weight in gold.[2] After the Dwarves abandoned Moria and production of new mithril stopped entirely, it became priceless.

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“So…

… we’re definitely out and about now, Hucka D. How do you like Epsi?”

Hucka D.:

One way in and one way out. Like the town sign says.

bb:

It’s a little cramped. But no more than Lion’s Roar. Not really.

Hucka D.:

You will go back in the morning, I’ve heard.

bb:

You’ve heard correctly.

Hucka D.:

There’s two things to look for…

bb:

Land and water?

Hucka D.:

The black rocks, the white rocks. Black and white. (pause) Red.

bb:

Thanks. Anything else tonight?

Hucka D.:

Epsi qualifies as a safe enough spot, not technically on Bill Mountain but quite close. You can walk across The Way to many other destinations. You are not obliged to visit Bill Mountain when you head to Epsi. You can skip that part. But you can also visit Little Wiltshire and bypass Rust Spot. And I’d keep bypassing it if I were you. And *definitely* don’t use the dumpy junk there for your Epsi builds. Even import material if you have to. Go there tomorrow and map out the place. It has interests.

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Black rocks and white rocks, eh?

Hucka D.:

Yes. (pause) Red.

bb:

Thank you.

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Coke is ordinary glass…

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… while Pepsi is a diamond.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dispepsi

The album was an attack on the highly competitive soft drink companies Coca-Cola and Pepsi, who are believed to flood the airwaves with advertisements. The title is a variation of dyspepsia, which is synonymous with indigestion. The word “Dispepsi” deliberately does not appear anywhere on the album artwork, but a telephone number was set up to provide the proper title. It is scrambled into anagrams including “Pedissip” and “Ideppiss”, as the band originally believed they would be sued for trademark infringement if the actual title was shown. Once Pepsi lawyers indicated that they had no intention of suing Negativland, they began referring to it by its actual title.[2]

Also compare with Glass Island (on other end of bay from Gloucester and attached county) here: http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2012/06/08/concreek-parallel-research/

It seems like Epsi acts as an alternate path to Con Creek (also revisited today, or at least The Island part). It is a rebranding of The Island perhaps.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millennium_Star

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Epsi

Today I found Epsi, a new location for woodsy art happenings, most likely. A small area, and closed in except for a single entrance/exit, but still quite exciting. And quite near Bill Mountain, while still separated a bit. Seems to fit the bill for a new Lion’s Roar, a new Billfork. Of sorts.

Below is what I found on the ground immediately after relieving myself in one of the water flows there — a piece of glass from a Pepsi bottle with the beginning “P” prominently missing. I took it for a clear sign; my “p” had just gone missing too at that point, you see. The aliens were contacting me again, most likely: “This is the place. We will allow an art happening (of sorts) to occur here.” I got the distinct impression that “they” were laughing about it even, like they were tricking me into setting up something in this rather unusual space. Or better, found it hard to believe I could use such a space that they would have no employment for, really. Hafta ask Hucka D. about all this tonight, or tomorrow. I plan to go back in the morning.

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Interesting rock found in the dry creek bed near the “epsi” glass fragment. Appears to be a squid-like alien with two triangular eyes waving at me with a grotesque hand. Interesting that the left triangle “eye” here points up and the right down. Two ears can also be distinguished, and perhaps a mouth. “Howdy!” it seems to say.

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Although Epsi is in a remote place, there’s evidence of former rhododendron cutting, like a path was made through here. But by whom? Like I said, there’s only one possible entrance/exit practically speaking, as the more open area is otherwise completely surrounded by tightly packed rhododendron. In fact, that might be the town motto: “Epsi: One way in, one way out.” Not a very good motto, however. Might attract those seeking a dead-end life.

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Then in a neighboring valley was found another water pipe of mysterious origins, and it seems to be exactly the same type found at Bill Mountain’s Twin Falls one creek valley south of here (about a quarter of a mile away as the crow flies). I simply can’t figure out what these are. My brain turns around the possibility of a vast alien complex existing under Bill Mountain and perhaps neighboring mountains. Perhaps more clues will soon be received at Epsi on the nature of this overall mystery area. Did I mention the eyes in the woods staring back at me yesterday when visiting Bullrocks?

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“P” Creek emerges back into the road bordering the Epsi region on the west side. This is the same road that can carry one to Rust Spot and Little Wiltshire… if one dares.

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Update: Bill Mountain, Etc.

Today revisited Bill Mountain for the first time in about 6 weeks, I suppose. And this represents my first excursion into the local woods since then as well, now that the snow and ice have finally gone away, at least for a bit. In just checking the weather, looks like snow will return by the coming weekend. Oh well. But spring is on its way.

I didn’t take any pictures today, and felt I was nibbling around the edges of some central mystery in a literal, physical way as well as a symbolic way. There is a central valley that seems impenetrable, maybe a very good thing. Is this the Forest Home or Mountain Home? I returned to Bullrocks and stared down into the woods, only to see a pair of eyes staring back at me, almond shaped and black like tree trunk holes (which they probably were). It was not really unsettling now, but different looking than when I first saw the effect and described it in this earlier post. I also revisited Little Wiltshire today, but no new highlights there. I didn’t go down toward Rust Spot from the road, not necessarily because I was scared (I was a tiny bit) but because it started to rain a little as soon as I reached L. Wiltshire. And I didn’t realize that darkness was catching up so quickly with me until I started ascending the mountain again, so it’s good I left anyway. Tomorrow I might return to Bill Mountain, but I also received the impression that I can’t ignore other parts of Frank and Herman Parks this spring, and should let this blog and attached hikes progress in a natural way, and that if there *are* aliens there (I have little doubt that they exist in these here woods), that’s the best way to get to know them and set the boundaries between our two camps. Certainly they must be very experienced about dealing with humans and hiding techniques. Camouflage.

Gilatona [collage series] seems over, and the focus shifted back to these parks. Great deal of information received, and I should create a more in-depth analysis of the Latona half of the twin set next week. Can’t wait.

I also need to upload my pictures from the second part of last year to my flickr account. Review the woods pictures again — another fun project. Should be another marvelous year of hiking.

“The aliens are concerned you’re nibbling around the edges of their compound. They asked me to tell you to stop if you could.”

bb:

Don’t go to Twin Falls tomorrow?

Hucka D.:

Um, not sure. Certainly don’t try to get into that central valley, their Forest Home away from Home.

bb:

I think it’s all a red herring, Hucka D. I don’t think anyone is in that valley.

Hucka D.:

Good thoughts to think. So you don’t have to nibble.

bb:

You know I’ll attempt to set up another Billfork, another Lion’s Roar this spring. If not at Bill Mountain, then where?

Hucka D.:

How about Lion’s Roar again? You need to go in there early to beat the bugs. That’s a place I’d choose. Think of maps through that location. Think of Lisa the Vegetarian and what she learned from Marty.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lisa_Simpson#Development

In The Tracey Ullman Show shorts, Lisa was something of a “female Bart”: equally mischievous but lacking unique traits.[20] As the series progressed, Lisa began to develop into a more intelligent and more emotional character.[45] She demonstrates her intellect in the 1990 episode “Krusty Gets Busted” (season one), by helping Bart reveal Sideshow Bob’s plot to frame Krusty the Clown for armed robbery.[46] Many episodes focusing on Lisa have an emotional nature, such as “Moaning Lisa” (season one, 1990). The idea for the episode was pitched by James L. Brooks, who wanted to do an emotional episode involving Lisa’s sadness, to complement the many “jokey episodes” in the first season.[47]

In the seventh-season episode “Lisa the Vegetarian” (1995), Lisa permanently becomes a vegetarian, distinguishing her as one of the first primetime television characters to make such a choice.[48] The episode was written by David S. Cohen (in his first solo writing credit) who jotted down the idea one day while eating lunch. Then-executive producer David Mirkin, who had recently become a vegetarian, quickly approved the idea. Several of Lisa’s experiences in the episode are based on Mirkin’s own experiences. The episode guest stars musician Paul McCartney, a committed vegetarian and animal rights activist. McCartney’s condition for appearing was that Lisa would remain a vegetarian for the rest of the series and would not revert back the next week (as is common on situation comedies). The trait stayed and is one of the few permanent character changes made in the show.[49][50][51] In the season 13 episode “She of Little Faith” (2001), Lisa underwent another permanent character change when she converted to Buddhism.[52]

Lisa plays the baritone saxophone, and some episodes use that as a plot device. According to Matt Groening, the baritone saxophone was chosen because he found the thought of an eight-year-old girl playing it amusing. He added, “But she doesn’t always play a baritone sax because the animators don’t know what it looks like, so it changes shape and color from show to show.”[53] One of the hallmarks of the show’s opening sequence is a brief solo Lisa plays on her saxophone after being thrown out of music class. The Simpsons composer Alf Clausen said that the session musicians who perform her solos do not try to play at the second grade level and instead “think of Lisa as a really good player.”[45]

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