Category Archives: Byng

August 27, 2013 · 5:37 am

What next?

The weather is getting warmer, and I believe further exploration of the Byng area for now might be blocked. My promised pictures of that place today turned out not to be, since I forgot my frigg’n memory card before heading into the woods. So instead I decided to go over to old, reliable Whitehead Crossing, but from The Way this time. Standard nomenclature needs to be reviewed for the area. Whitehead X-ing is so accessible because you can get to it through a number of ways (and so not just through The Way, har). It is definitely a center. Today I walked the Contemplation Loop quite a bit once more, but a slower pace than on previous visits. Will read more of my older Whitehead X-ing notes after finishing this post.

Hucka D.:

No pictures today? Aww.

bb:

Sorry. Stupid memory. *Mine*.

Hucka D.:

Contemplation Loop is connecting you to the woods, the wild. I heard you heard coyotes. Maybe wolves. But I think coyotes.

bb:

Yeah.

Hucka D.:

You just need to walk it as much as possible. Missouri is closed for now. Missouri will change into something else in a bit. Different name, I mean.

bb:

It’s an amazing ridge. And a path that I could not have predicted up that ridge beginning at the very start of the Lion’s Roar/Kansas path. Crazy.

Hucka D.:

That is Missouri, leading to Kentucky. You should study that state[ again].

bb:

Apologies once more about the pictures.

Hucka D.:

Soon it will open up. Lion’s Roar and Kansas too.

bb:

Who lived in Missouri?

Hucka D.:

*You*.

bb:

Hmmm… how about toy avatars. For that place and also Lion’s Roar/Kansas.

Hucka D.:

That beginning of the path, presently guarded by a greenish mushroom, is the gateway to the future. Missouri future. Through it you can gain quicker access to Kentucky and beyond. Diagonal. This formerly hidden trail will lead you further than ever before. Future.

bb:

Thank you.

New Liquor Shots! (the real Whitehead X-ing, plus Byng)

First, a photo taken day before yesterday from Kentucky of the Byng Creek area. I’ve visited Kentucky each of the past 3 days, and plan to return there again today after work. More photos will be forthcoming I assume. The below shot is framed by the 2 Lovey Dovey trees on the northern edge of the natural platform, with the Bee Line forming between them just in the foreground and extending another 60-70 yards into the background. Basically impossible to see it in the photo without knowing where to look, but I thought I’d insert it here anyway to generate a bit of text about this very important, apparently psychic *diagonal* across Kentucky. And yes I understand there may now be a tie-in with Heterocera’s The Diagonal I’ve been chatting about so much lately.

We then switch to Whitehead Crossing, the apparent center of centers still of my woodsy extracurricular activity. Below we have a photo taken from the head of No Title Spring, looking down on Grey Seal in the distance. Once more not the best of shots, but thought I’d add it into the mix anyway, since that spot is part of a small list of proposed mediation locations within Whitehead Crossing.

And now we come to the Contemplation Loop, the biggest development in Whitehead Crossing for quite some time, perhaps since Hucka Doobie fished 50 bottles out of Whitehead “Crik” several years back. All remaining photos of the current post come from this loop, designed as a place to pace in a circular manner in order to establish a bridge between man and woods. Before the Contemplation Loop, Whitehead X-ing was too isolated from man (i.e., me). Now its coming into line — through a path line. And, yeah, I’ve thought about a connection between *this* path, a line in the woods, and the Bee Line from Kentucky, which has also become a sort of path since I’ve walked up and down it a number of times now.

At a normal pace, Contemplation Loop takes a bit over a minute to complete. To the east is Grey Seal, which you head directly toward in a straighter stretch of it.

To the south is Whitehead Creek, but, even closer, Little Whitehead. Big Log is also clearly visible from the Loop. Below we have a picture not of Big Log but another, smaller fallen tree lavishly decorated with ferns and extending almost all the way from Contempation Loop to Little Whitehead.

Another fallen tree parallels much of Little Whitehead just behind the log pictured above from this angle.

Grey Seal again from the loop.

Central tulip or poplar trees of same.

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August 25, 2013 · 9:21 am

Not…

… much time tonight, Hucka D. I took Liquor out in the woods today and created some photos. Not very good ones, but still I’m out in the wood.

Hucka D.:

Maybe you should just talk to the reader tonight.

bb:

Okay, we can try that.

Well, today was a pretty decent hiking day for a change. The past two days, actually, I’ve been able to re-visit Lion’s Roar for the first time in probably 1/2 a year or so. Not much has changed there, which is exactly what I’d expect, given that it’s tucked away in the deep woods with probably no visitors except for me. Pots still there; bottles still there. I could reset up Lion’s Roar in a short time. However, the place is wetter than I remember — I don’t think that’s really a change per se, but just something to do with the seasons. I set up Lion’s Roar in the fall, and under dryer conditions when the leaves are off the trees and direct sunlight hits the place with greater frequency. But the bigger news today is finding a small but flat platform area a little above Lion’s Roar on the ridge directly west of it. A place for a tent or even small structure if I wished. This is the same ridge that Kentucky, a much larger (if not necessarily flatter) platform area, is situated upon further up. I also re-visted Kentucky both yesterday and today, and was able to eyeball the Bee Line again from various angles. It still seems to be a legitimate phenomenon.

Is it time to give up my virtual reality town? Not sure. I have about 2 weeks to decide whether to renew September’s tier. If I desert VWX Town, I most likely will not be able to recreate something that extensive in Second Life. What I’ll do if this happens is keep the Lama rental property that the Power Tower Gowlery exists upon, as well as Gallery Jack containing earlier collages. And just delete the rest.

Hucka D.:

You better call a town meeting before you pull the plug. What about The Table?

bb:

The Table in VWX Town is not the *real* Table. Thanks for showing back up again.

Hucka D.:

You’re welcome. Think long and hard about giving up VWX Town.

bb:

Herman and Frank Parks are opening up again. That has to be the focus now. The focus for this blog through me.

Hucka D.:

True (pause).

bb:

So back to the review — Hucka you can hang out still if you wish: Today I also went to Bill Mountain and hiked past the infamous Rust Spot. The road was wet, wet, wet — almost impassable up to the place. I wondered even if the aliens made it this way so they could have more privacy on their mountain.

Hucka D.:

Yes, that is what happened. You shouldn’t or don’t need to go up there for a while. You have the other side of the road.

bb:

That’s right. Today I also walked down TILE Road in Herman Park, which was fun. That was *early*. And then I’ve also visited Whitehead Crossing itself a couple of times in the last week, and plan to go back tomorrow, perhaps early once more.

Hucka D.:

Do that. So where are you going to set up the train tracks the next time?

bb:

Whitehead Crossing?

Hucka D.:

You’re asking me?

bb:

Um… maybe.

Hucka D.:

If you’re finally getting back to Frank and Herman Park mythology…

bb:

Uh oh.

Gone.

—–

I forgot to talk about the contemplation loop.

Hucka D.:

Take pictures tomorrow. Bye!

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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February 1, 2013 · 3:58 pm

non sequitur

Lisa the Vegetarian wants me to start studying Winesap. Lisa the Vegetarian wants me to understand that the basic design of Herman Park comes from Arkansas and The Way and Winesap. 56. The end of March 2013 may be a decision point.

“The governments know of my return”.

“Quetzalcoatl?” I asked. “No: Master. Master Shake. Of the Aquamarine Rebel Strike Force.” “Great,” I answered. “Sapphire’s precious Aquamarine grew into the rebellious Aqua Teen and psychologically became split from her.” “Baby Jesus and the lasers,” came his non sequitur answer. Should have known.

—–

Lisa started with Hand + Head at the center of the Arkansas Line. “Go there,” Marty said. “Unite Hand and Head so that I will be revealed.” So she did and came back and he said she did pretty good for a young’n. She took it kindly. “Go there again and insert Heart.” So she did. She came back. “You did okay,” Marty said to her. “You did kind of good.” She was not fazed. She stood her ground. “Now the most difficult part, young lady girl woman.” Marty seemed drunk but wasn’t. “Create Health *off the map*. No… create *Hustle* and then change it to Health by spinning it in the opposite direction. Which direction are your creations spinning now?” Lisa had to think. “Clockwise? Yeah, clockwise.” “We are in the northern hemisphere so that is good and correct,” Marty answered back. “Now you must make the southern hemisphere come to the northern hemisphere.” Lisa was confused. She tapped her finger to her chin in thought. She thought of her mother Marge and her aunts Selma and Patty back in Wiltshire, England. But she was now in Amereca, land of the freaks and home of the braves. Indian braves, that is, before White Man took it all. White Buffalo Men like Marty himself. But she didn’t say this aloud. “Do I really *have* to go to Amereca?” she asked Marty, who then looked at her reprovingly. She knew she had to. She looked down at the books strewn around her feet, around the rock she sat upon. She was still in Wiltshire but she was in Amereca.

—–

She picked up one. “Light in August” was its title. She picked up another, and another. “Those are no good,” Marty said to her. “They’re all protected. No, you have to use *this* one.” He handed her a somewhat smaller book, a red book. No title. Instructions for building an ATM sperm bank machine? Not quite. Let’s look at Tennessee, a new blog category under UmapS, then.

“How confusing, Hucka D. Herbert Do*main* overlapped with *Main* Street Winesap.”

“Expand out please.”

So I did.

Winesap *and* Old Winesap. I knew, well, Herbert Domain refers in part to Frank Herbert, the famous science fiction author of the Dune series. In the Dune movie directed by David Lynch, an especially powerful scene is where *Paul’s hand* is inserted into a Pain Box.

http://www.technovelgy.com/ct/content.asp?Bnum=39

From the folds of her gown, she lifted a green metal cube about fifteen centimeters on a side. She turned it and Paul saw that one side was open – black and oddly frightening. Paul slowly put his hand into the box. He first felt a sense of cold as the blackness closed around his hand, then slick metal against his fingers and a prickling as though his hand were asleep…

“What’s in the box?”

“Pain.” He felt increased tingling in his hand, pressed his lips tightly together. How could this be a test? he wondered. The tingling became an itch… The itch became the faintest burning… It mounted slowly: heat upon heat upon heat… . The burning! The burning! He thought he could feel skin curling black on that agonized hand, the flesh crisping and dropping away until only charred bones remained.

It stopped! As though a switch had been turned off, the pain stopped… “Take your hand from the box, young human, and look at it.” He fought down an aching shiver, stared at the lightless void where his hand seemed to remain of its own volition. Memory of pain inhibited every movement. Reason told him he would withdraw a blackened stump from that box. “Do it!” she snapped. He jerked his hand from the box, stared at it astonished. Not a mark. No sign of agony on the flesh. He held up the hand, turned it, flexed the fingers. “Pain by nerve induction,” she said. “Can’t go around maiming potential humans. There’re those who’d give a pretty for the secret of this box, though.”

We also know from Carrcass+3 that this Pain Box is the same as an ATM sperm bank machine. Whose Line is It Anyway? Paul inserts his hand instead. “My what?” Colin asks in return, obviously surprised.

—–

“No you have to use *this* one,” Marty said in parallel time. Lisa took the book… not really Herbert Domain but Public Domain. Winesap is in public domain, which means she could make cash from it. Cash and credit and more cash and credit. She could rule the world… no, rule *Wealthy* Mountain and its Healthy Lake. “Use this to make Health in Arkansas,” he said. She needed cash, she needed to be *wealthy*. Then she could create the parallel domain in parallel time. I think.

—-

She brought her father Homer to Wealthy Mtn. through the use of virtual reality technology only she could afford to her knowledge. The Kniks knew of this and approved. This was at Quartz Brook. He was a Plastic Man, meaning he was a toy avatar. Plastic Man is bookended by Plastic People by Zapple. Through this, Lisa knew that she could not make Plastic Man because it implied or led to Plastic People. But she herself was Plastic. So this was the great sacrifice.

“Yes, 2d to 3d,” said Hucka D. He was on Mars.

But then it was the 3rd, Tin S. Man, also sponsored by The Kniks, that drew her interest next. Another A. Mann. This was at Tinsity, in the next valley over from Quartz Brook but still on her mountain: Wealthy Mountain. She was experimenting with different locations. But this was a failure as well, at least initially.

“All were successes,” Hucka D. perhaps corrected.

Superman was the last man and the 4th. This was Lion’s Roar. Lisa on Byng. She created The Way here, connecting Kansas and Kentucky, while just before this establishing Kansas and Kentucky themselves. Lisa knew that this 4th was the best and most perfect… the *most* successful. It is here that Paul’s legacy was secured.

Pauls’ Switch comes then. 5 to 6. 56. End of March 2013. 5 to 6.

1,2,3… 4-square.

http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858703499/

The Residents – The Electrocutioner

The time for all the followers of doom is drawing near,
Deceiving no-one, knowing nothing but the bite of fear.

Smiling as I throw the switch
That takes away their breath,
I see life as an interruption
To the tune of death

She is the electrocutioner…!

Playing with my birds, I wonder how the world could be
A perfect place to sin about, for anyone but me.

I see the shimmer of the dewdrops as I drink my tea.
And when the foolishness is over, I am much more me.

I wish that all the suffering and all the misery
Could be consumed inside my room, where switches set you free.

*humming*

Where switches set you free, my friend, where switches set you free.

333.

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January 31, 2013 · 3:45 pm

To Your Health

“I’m not saying that happened but, lo, I’m not saying it didn’t happen. But it probably happened.”

~ Master Shake from the album Have Yourself a Meaty Little Christmas, speaking of an amazing, forgotten weapon possessed by Baby Jesus.

https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2012/10/31/dont/

According to this post, I came up with the theory that Health Lake, located across The Way from the other 3 major Herman Park bodies of water, was the last formed, and spun in an opposite direction from the others. I also theorized that Head and Heart, perhaps jointly, were the first lakes created. This jibes now with Head (Hand) and Heart in rather close conjunction on the lower line of The Way in Arkansas (or the Arkansas Line of The Way, as opposed to the more northern, parallel Missouri Line). So Head and Heart first, and maybe Hand in direct conjunction with Head since the two overlap directly in Arkansas (and almost precisely at the center of Arkansas Line) via Hand Valley = Head Valley in Baxter County. The conjunction of Hand and Head has something to do with the hand held over the head of Paul McCartney in Sgt. Pepper: this was the point of entry between two systems (a wormhole?).

But I think Hand, Head, Heart all were created closely to each other in space/time. Hand has a special story, which becomes “Hands”.

Which brings us to the sacred coded book. Winesap it is sometimes called in the Baker Blinker Blog.

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http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/anasazi/time2007p.html

Red Collie seems to be a voice of reason, a signal in crop circle research noise.

Quetzalcoatl: http://www.crystalinks.com/quetzalcoatl.html

Collie claims Quetzalcoatl has been the author of most of the recent, legitimate or “non-faked” crop circles, with 2002’s Crabwood alien face being a landmark work. In the crystalinks site, Quetzalcoatl’s first depiction is that of a blue feathered reptilian. His name means “feather-serpent”.

There is strong reason to suppose Second Life’s Craboo and its Blue Feather Douglas famed resident is actually “Crabwood” and “Quetzalcoatl” respectively. A key pointer is the Chilbo-Crabwoo resonance [link needed]. If so, and it appears to be so, we can gleen further information from this psychic link. Crabwoo is the site of a famous college or university called Crabwoo U., or “Woo yoo”. Biggie, a beached or caught fish, was brought to the campus from neighboring Blue Feather Sea, instigating a curse upon Crabwoo where its energy would be transferred to Chilbo instead on the parallel continent of Jeogeot. Again all this is set up in the Chilbo-Crabwoo resonance discovered by me in summer 2009.

Fact: there is a huge *Mayan temple* at the southern end of Second Life’s Blue Feather Sea, and I had already surmised that Blue Feather Douglas built it as a Temple of TILE of sorts. Pictures here [link needed].

A huge pyramid was built in Quetzalcoatl’s name in Chichen Itza. Readers of the Baker Blinker Blog: Do you remember my repeated sighting of chickens/chicken legs in the Crabwoo area from 2009/2010?? [link needed].

*And* my only sighting of a crop circle in Second Life occurs near Crabwoo, just on the opposite side of the Blue Feather Sea from it. [ link needed] Crabwoo exploration in the summer of 2011 represents one of my last extensive explorations in Second Life. In Spring 2012 I would create Carcassonne not far below the now defunt Crabwoo, near the shores of Rubisea which has also been directly linked to the Blue Feather Sea.

The huge fish caught by researchers and brought to Crabwoo U. might have been like an ocean sunfish, even? South, Lee, Love (“Love Lee”, as the Southerners certainly did) might represent the curse, or a city “gone south”. Decker is another key word found in the Mammoth Cave, Kentucky UmapS field along with Sunfish and several “Ready” references. “Ready” might refer to Blue Feather Douglas as well, since Genesis’ “Supper’s Ready” is directly overlapped in a basic 1:1 relationship with Green Acres in the Carcass-6 synchronicity. Broadway is also nearby.

The 13th sink of Second Life was next to Crabwoo, or perhaps within its ancient borders. This was called the Super Bowl, and perhaps Biggie was put there, or Biggie’s offspring (was it pregnant when caught?), called Oliver in some places in that blog, I believe (related to Chester — with Green Bay, winner of the Super Bowl that year, midway between Oliver, Wisconsin and Chesterton, Indiana). It would have to be filled with water first, I believe Hucka D. would add here.

This whole Red Collie article on Quetzalcoatl and crop circles and post-WWII alien contact scenarios is a fascinating read for me:

http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/anasazi/time2007o.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJZj5HlW1Ac

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2011/05/18/crabwood/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bacon%27s_cipher

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January 30, 2013 · 1:12 pm

The Way

The Way.

Lisa the Vegetarian is smarter than I’ll ever be. She was taught well. She created The Way connecting Kansas and Kentucky, or 5 and 6 (Fifty-six). Paul/Quetzlacoatl told her this. He told her about the secrets of Sgt. Pepper. He told her that Billy Shears is Billy Shakespeare, and he was a Spear Shaker. Fascinating. Marge on a stick. Lisa is not a Simpson but a Smipson. Paul is a Beetle. Or was. “I am very much alive,” Marty says to Lisa, for Marty is Paul in this 5 and 6 world. “baker b. will not be able to connect Kansas and Kentucky if you do not create The Way. There is a big way and a little way. Line it with white rocks so he’ll know you created it. This is the path of the Sunfish. You are the Sunfish.” “And you are the Teacher,” Lisa says back. She looked over to the huge head in the distance — her mother; her aunts not far behind. “What about Plant?” I asked from beyond the picture frame. But Marty did not seem to know where the voice is coming from. He looked around in confusion, and Linda with him. Then he saw me and stared. Connection.

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If Lisa the Vegetarian is educated by Marty, then we must reexamine everything in this Frank and Herman Einstein! blog. Lisa sealed up Tinsity and made it South, Lee, Love, Decker SUNFISH. She initiated the 3333 Protectorate. She promises the second coming of Fort Wayne Rainbowology. She probably created Rainbowology. She certainly had something to do with Byng and The Way, which displaced Tinsity in my focus early on in the blog. She centered thoughts on Lion’s Roar, and separated New York and Chicago through Periwinkle Falls, trapping Rock or Bloch Island above in the Byng flow. She protected again in this way. More recently in Frank Park and on Bill Mountain, New York and Chicago were allowed to combine, with results (aliens). Lisa V. is keeping out the aliens. A link of Kansas and Kentucky with no New York and Chicago fusion involved. 5 and 6. Linked but separate.

Heart is within The Way. Hand which is the same as Head is right on the lower edge, it appears. Health below. These become the 4 lakes of Herman Park, with TILE Creek also coded into Arkansas (doppleganger Hermans). TILE Creek is Yards Creek. SUNFISH. Head perhaps displaces Hand; Hand becomes source of TILE Creek which “ends” in Drink Lake. Lisa was warned to steer all toward Arkansas (light) and not Missouri (dark). Hucka D. fully agrees. Others work for the dark. A village called Light lies on the lower edge of The Way as well (like Hand/Head), just below Faulknerville and shadowed by Crowleys Ridge in Crowleys Ridge State Park. There is always a reminder that Faulkner, son, outshone his father, Anderson. “Faulkner cannot be revealed at this time.” “Fine,” I said back. I have enough to deal with with TILE Creek and Hand Spring to Drink Lake. “That is the father,” she said back. For this was Lisa V. again. “Light is also located in Dimmit, Texas at a Blocker Tank. Blocked. Light. Evening Shade.”

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http://www.placekeeper.com/Arkansas/Hand_Valley-71894.html.*

Hand Valley is a Populated Place in Marion, AR with an elevation of 699 feet, or 213 meters above sea level. This place is also known as Head Valley.

https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2013/01/06/clubb/

* Note: the location of Hand (Head) on The Way map above is not Hand Valley/Head Valley per se, but the site of an actual, nearby historic community called Hand, now inundated by Norfork Lake. The 2 are considered parallel and probably identical in this research, with Hand AR identifying the actual location and Hand Valley/Head Valley merging identifying the union of hand and head here, probably also referring to the hand above Paul’s head on the Sgt. Pepper cover. To add to this, Hand (Head) is quite close to being halfway along the southern line of The Way, and Paul’s head (and accompanying Isse Bonn hand) is in the center of the Sgt. Pepper cover. The angle and basic dimensions of The Way, as discovered previously, is indicated by the Sgt. Pepper drum in front of Paul.

The only US Heart, to reinforce this, is also in The Way (Heart, Fulton County, AR), attached then to Loney Hearts.

http://simpsons.wikia.com/wiki/Sgt._Pepper%27s_Lonely_Hearts_Club_Band_couch_gag

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January 9, 2013 · 3:02 am

Bill Mtn. to much of rest of Frank and (esp.) Herman Parks

New Pietmond…

… suddenly becomes a contrast of extreme height…

… and depth.

“It is as it has to be developing. Good night baker b.”

bb:

Hi Hucka D. I’ve been thinking about your role in the blog.

Hucka D.:

I know… sacked once more.

bb:

No, not really at all.

Hucka D.:

Cut back to part time; loss of me benefits. I know. Been there.

bb:

No. I’m just wondering…

Hucka D.:

Well I’ll find another job if so. I’m warning you. You better think about what you have and start respecting it more.

bb:

Okay.

Hucka D.:

What do you have? you’re asking yourself right now most likely.

bb:

Not…

Hucka D.:

You have a friend. You have someone to talk to in the middle of the night when no-one is around and you need information and information fast. Like tonight. Ask your pertinent questions.

bb:

Ahem. [New] Pietmond has suddenly become a city of extreme height and depth.

Hucka D.:

As it should be. As it is. As it is so.

bb:

Humble or relatively humble but full of meaning temple at the bottom of the sinkhole… skyscrapers, one almost impossibly high (!), all around. And the X-Spot Gallery bridging the two as it were, as it is.

Hucka D.:

As it should be and is and was and will be. All past present future. Mixed up.

bb:

What do thse 2 realms, these opposite realms, mean?

Hucka D.:

You need a center. You worry about balance and probably rightly so, although things are getting better. Balance, baker b. Balance.

bb:

Klutzy Kamper had his center… has his center, for he’s still around of course. Living, I mean.

Hucka D.:

He was and is and will be Superman.

bb:

My center seems to be the Big E or Big Schwa, take your pick.

Hucka D.:

Yes. The Bottle.

bb:

The Bottle at Kentucky is truly this Big E shattered?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Terrarium. Was key. Is and will be key.

bb:

I must obviously think of Kentucky and the Bee Line once more, then.

Hucka D.:

End.

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October 30, 2012 · 8:29 am

Brown/White

Resonances:

Whites Island and Browns Island:

Little Brown and Little White bottles of Lion’s Roar, just laid down on the ground in prep for Sandy, perhaps not to be set up again until the spring or later.

Bowers Island and Browns Island:

Also important, and points to Zircon (formerly Confederation), the central province of Wazob, which is also traditionally assoc. with the color brown as a whole; contains Brown and Bowers territories. I thought of Zircon when writing the little tale of Knock picking up Little Brown and becoming gigantic in the process (*Chuck* Laser is biggest basketball star of the Zircon Zappers). Like my “High Octave Story” set in Zircon. Charlie Brown is nicknamed Chuck in Peanuts.

Notice also these can translate to possessive words, like Brown’s, Bowers’, White’s. Means bottles own the islands?? Is this a message from the prostrated bottles themselves? Do they think they’re dead now?

But I found all this in looking at the area surrounding the only US Pallas (extreme left on map), which Poe’s Raven perched on all during his poem of the same name. Pallas=wisdom.

Also perhaps notable from map: Red Cross village found at mouth of a Mouse Creek, which also contains Urban upsteam. Also compared Lion’s Roar to cardboard city of 12 Oz Mouse just recently, and also Dead End Street unites the two (with a Little Green bottle at the end of it according to Knock, which actually doesn’t exist in Lion’s Roar, although you have a larger green bottle that he may actually have been referring to).

Yards Mtn. as a whole as Pennsylvania, the location of the map containing the islands and Pallas above. Pennsylvania has also been strongly related to Herman’s Grave, similarly on Yards Mtn. and at the edge of a meadow. Specifically, the sw corner county of Greene.

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