Category Archives: Green Oz Creek

“Hucka D., I believe I’ll take my toys out to Wallace early Sat. morning, before the rain comes.”

Hucka D.:

Good idea. Who will be there. Carcassonne? Cardboard Derek Jones?

bb:

No that’s Second Life characters, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

They can be there[ though]. What’s the relationship between VWX Town and Wallace? Just asking.

bb:

Unsure Hucka. What do you think it is?

Hucka D.:

Unsure as well. Wallace now seems more important than[ neighboring] Tinsity, at least…

bb:

At least temporarily.

Hucka D.:

Tin S. Man, the original, is still in the picture Hucka D. I have not yet fully become Tin S. Man, then. The original is still around.

bb:

Hucka, you seem to be channeling me again but more completely. Can we talk about Tin S. Man?

Hucka D.:

Tin S. Man has his castle, which is threatened. The co-worker doesn’t really care one way or the other. Go in Sunday and do some stats if you have to.

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I don’t think it’s going to be a train track happening. Maybe just take pictures of rocks and stuff there[ at Wallace].

Wallace:

I am alien. Dragon. Dragon eyes. Limited by circle. Schwa. Trying to communicate.

bb:

You are Wallace3?

Wallace3:

Maybe.

bb:

I need to make a map.

Wallace3:

Saturday.

Dam on the lower part of Green Oz Creek, below the Green Oz region proper. To remind, Green Oz Creek passes through Green Oz proper during the middle part of its journey from the side of Wealthy Mtn. to Health Lake, a total distance of less than a mile. I believe this is the only dam on the creek as well to my knowledge.

Yet another photo from Green Oz now, looking from the northern meadow into the heart of the Yellow Down section of this region. Green Oz Creek can be glimpsed in the center of the picture.

Interesting, purple-ish triangular rock in Green Oz Creek at Yellow Down.

A nearby, orange-y seep emptying into Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction.

Skillet Swamp in Greenup, just west of Tinsity/Wallace.

Still unnamed muck pool at Wallace.

Wallace Beach, where I found the mysterious hole dug last weekend (LINK).

Closeups of the quite interesting double cone shaped end of a branch projecting over Green Oz Creek opposite Wallace Beach. Again, it, as yet, has no name.

Wallace Beach from the direction of Tinsity, muck pool to the left of it and double cone end of stick to right across the stream. The mystery hole is in the center of the beach, but hard to spot from this angle.

Interesting cluster of leaves apparently caught by a spider web in a tree growing on the western edge of Wallace, just past the entrance sinkholes. Unusual seeming (once more).

Not the greatest picture, but here’s what might best represent the head or source of Green Oz Creek, where two seeps merge to form this wide-ish, gradual rocky cascade.

Interesting overhead shot of the lower part of same cascade. The central white object is a rock. This is taken from a steep bank to the south of Green Oz Creek.

The source of Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction. The blue object is some kind of water bucket, perhaps formerly set up as a water source for local livestock. I speculate this because the upper part of Green Oz Creek lies within a fenced in cow pasture. In fact the middle section of the creek lies within a cow pasture as well, and only the lower part, toward the mouth, remains bovine free.

Here’s a primitive bridge made of branches and a warped wooden plank crossing one of the two seeps presently feeding the formation of Green Oz Creek. If you look closely, you can also see this bridge in the background of this post’s first photo.

And these two conjoined trees, one live and one dead, also appear in the same photo to the right, perched directly above the stream head.

We now move back to Yellow Down and the large rock found in its center. As of the morning of 9/17/13, I’m calling this I. Rock. No spirits showing up in this particular shot. 😮 The rock doesn’t seem to be staring back at me as much, either… or is it?

I also revisited the Tinsity/Wallace region on this particular hike, and found that I had absentmindedly left my plastic coffee cup from the day before on one of its two, larger rocky beaches — at the place I call Wallace. The thing is, something appeared to have interacted with the cup in the meantime, with the lid bent up. Was it a raccoon? If so, they also dug a *hole* about 5 inches deep and wide just in back of the cup where I found it this day. Why would a raccoon dig a substantial hole here? Was it trying to bury or hide the object? Of course, my mind starts thinking about aliens when anything out of the norm happens in the woods these days. The wife quickly speculated along the same lines when I returned home and told her about this most recent mystery event. No other obviously dug holes were found on this beach.

And then to punctuate the oddness, as it were, immediately after seeing the quite curious hole, I spied a dragonfly floating in the water near the tip of the beach’s projection. Thinking it was dead, I found a small stick and pulled it to shore. However, it started to stir slightly as I did this; it was obviously still alive, if weak. I managed to maneuver a leaf underneath it and then set it next to the dug hole. If the dragonfly were instead dead, I was planning to put it into the cup I left at the beach and take it home.

As you can tell from the below picture, this appears to be a pretty large example of the species. Those translucent green eyes were something else to look at. I remember now that my Second Life avatar Karoz has dragon eyes. Is this bug an aspect of Wallace himself in some fashion or way?

Is it a *trained* dragonfly? At any rate, when I returned to the same spot a number of hours later the insect was gone, supposedly having gathered its strength and flown away in the meantime.

Dragonfly (left center) and hole. I positioned a clear marble that I had in my camera bag next to the dragonfly, thinking that might give it some kind of comfort in its dying moments (when I thought it still might be dying). This also gives you an idea of the size of the bug — pretty big.

Dusk at Wealthy Mountain.

Pretty amazing rock found in the midst of Green Oz Creek just before the lower entrance into Dark Space. Is it yet another one of those ancient artifacts, perhaps encoded with information about Green Oz, or at least the Dark Space part? Time might tell. Its texture reminds me a bit of satellite photographs of the Martian surface. Compare with here.

Standing above the rock.

A brick was discovered beside Green Oz Creek about 10 yards downstream from the rock pictured above. Remnant from an ancient road?

Peering into the lower entrance of Dark Space from Yellow Down, with the rock seen in photos 1 and 2 above being the furthest gray specimen back. Interesting vine above the Dark Space “entrance” as well from this angle.

Another more interesting stone; close to the brick. I have a name for this one: Rib Rock, because its shape reminds me of this curved bone, or a series of such. Actually I think the phrase I’m grasping for is “rib slab”. The rock can be wiggled back and forth like such a slab — or one could say it *rocks* back and forth. I also think of the Flintstone’s car and the giant dinosaur rib slab that topples it over during the closing credits of every episode.

Yd Falls again. Seems like every time I pass through Yellow Down I have to take a picture of it.

And now we return to I. Rock. Yes, I have a name for this one now as well. I. Rock means several things. The rock…

… as seen from this angle, appears to have not one but several “eyes” that stare back at the viewer.

I count 3 or 4 in this one. Can you see them? I’ll point them out in a future post, along with something else. Leaving the rock alone for now, take a good look at the photo above and below. Something very peculiar seems to be going on, so much so that I think I’ll reserve talk about it for a future post of its own (along with pointing out the rock eyes). For now, I’ll say it has to do with another meaning of the name “I. Rock”, and that is as a statement of consciousness. “I. Rock” translates, in this manner, to “I (am a) rock.” Or perhaps even going further, that the rock knows that it rocks, or that it is a very cool and meaningful rock. I really have no doubt of this consciousness factor.

Details from the top of I. Rock. And here’s another crucial term when considering this formation: microcosm. The rock is topped with a layer of soil from which sprouts a number of different plants, including the moss (and violets?) below.

The other side of the “face” of I. Rock, dominated by a crosshatching effect.

Closeup of the face. Notice there is a mouth of sorts as well. Reptilian.

I. Rock is situated about 10-15 yards from Green Oz Creek. The grass decorated rock in the foreground provides a great viewing spot for the surroundings.

Nearing the lower end of Yellow Down now, with Green Oz Creek soon to slide into impenetrable rhododendron as it continues toward Health Lake.

Interesting moss rimmed end of a stick projecting itself above the flow of Green Oz Creek at Wallace. A portion of Wallace’s rocky beach can be seen in the foreground. We’ll be talking about that beach quite a bit in coming posts.

Wallace’s rocky beach in the foreground, and Tinsity’s similarly sized beach more in the background (“downtown” Tinsity to its right). Also in the foreground is seen the as yet unnamed murky or stagnant pool of water originally found about 2 years ago in my first explorations of the Tinsity area.

Interesting bank in Wallace originally pictured here as well. Hucka D. states this is most likely the remains of some kind of ancient city wall. The Wall.

Closeup of the stagnant pool. Hucka D. is now indicating that the name is S. Pool, or perhaps Ace Pool. It is the result of a Tinsity/Wallace scientific experiment gone wrong.*

Main part of Tinsity, or what could be dubbed “The Avenue”.

Standout-ish rock on Tinsity’s beach. Another ancient artifact?

Barrier tree dividing both Wallace and Tinsity from the Bones area, considered somewhat haunted. Compare with here and here.

Alignment of 3 rocks in Dark Space. We are moving below Greenup through this space (called “Brownie” in ancient tongues) to reach Yellow Down and I. Rock (yes I have a name for it now!).

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* This same experiment may have caused Wallace’s several sinks holes found near the entrance to the town from the north, just before the Wallace Hump House.

“Isn’t No. 9 the story about you the Tiler, baker b.?”

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Hucka D.:

That was Bob. Sorry, Chuck. (pause) Sorry, CTA. Again. You didn’t answer. baker b.?

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CTA:

We don’t know where he went. It’s like he turned invisible.

Hucka D.:

Imaginary?

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bb:

Hi.

Hucka D.:

Hey. (pause) Where you been?

bb:

Studying that Man Square below a bit. Have any comments?

Hucka D.:

Man, you had us worried.

bb:

Stop it.

Hucka D.:

Okay. How was your day?

bb:

Pretty good. Co-worker and I are getting along again. Momentary lapse of reason.

CTA:

Wish you were here.

Chuck:

Umma G. Umma.

bb:

Thanks again people.

Hucka D.:

But you ask about Man. You are the Tiler. You become one with him in Number 9. You turn Imaginary. You go through Apeman to Tin S. Man to Superman to Imaginary Man. Apeman is in the past, Superman the future. Tin S. Man is present; Imaginary Man is present.

bb:

I’ve lost contact with Tin S. Man.

Hucka D.:

*One* Tin S. Man. There are others.

bb:

And this Tin S. Man is also Imaginary Man, since I don’t know his identity (still) even though he knows mine, if he chooses to really think hard and remember (smile).

Hucka D.:

That was a set up flaw. You had to give up rainbowology, but now you have Number 9 and know more about Lisa the Vegetarian — her first true love.

Future. Are there others?

bb:

I’m going to return to Green Oz Creek this weekend, Hucka D. Take some better pictures in lighter situations.

Hucka D.:

Lighter sunlight you mean. Not lighter like float away lighter.

bb:

Right.

Hucka D.:

Skillet the Squirrel is Number 2 to Mouse’s Number 1. Baker Bloch and Baker Blinker. You. You must be Tin S. Man (as well), along with Ray Davies of The Kniks. 4 in 1. Foreign One. You see? 4 Men.

bb:

Maybe. Yeah.

Hucka D.:

When The Kinks become The Kniks, then you have Number 0 and Number 9 together. 4 Men.

bb:

Oh Hucka… check out what my neighbor created (speaking of 4 people). She’s a funny one.

Hucka D.:

Everything has meaning in little VWX Town. Good work.

bb:

It’s a special place. But I’m (still) gonna destroy it. Soon.

Hucka D.:

Special place. Special destruction.

CTA:

I haven’t even been to a town meeting!

bb:

Hi CTA. Northside representative, I suppose.

CTA:

Born and raised there (!)

bb:

Do you know Lisa the Vegetarian?

CTA:

If she attends I must attend.

bb:

Hmmm.

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Hucka D.:

Don’t you think the 4 members of The Kniks represent undifferentiated–ness. Prebirth, before separation of 4 tile colors. Then Number 9 is birth of abstraction. The 4 Men separated into their 4 Corners.

bb:

Tin S. Man must have known of this 4 in 1, this Foreign One.

Hucka D.:

He referred to it/him plainly and simply as Number 9. Plain and simple.

bb:

So Tin S. Man would stroll into his workplace at Tinsity from his castle and start jabbering about his very good friend Number Nine who he had seen the night before.

Hucka D.:

Precisely.

bb:

No one would meet Number Nine. No one knew who it was.

Hucka D.:

It was an abstraction.

bb:

He and Number 9 would talk about Skillet Swamp. They remember the Swamp before Tin S. Man extended an Olive Branch. They remembered the bad to the bone Swamp. Monster. Travis/Randy.

Hucka D.:

So there.

bb:

Sorry (once more). I was daydreaming.

Hucka D.:

About your Co-worker. You’ll get along. Pink Floyd.

bb:

Back to Number 9 (though). There was discussion (in the office) behind boss Tin S. Man’s back about Number 9 being imaginary and not existing.

Hucka D.:

Which it didn’t, of course. But it did. Does.

bb:

I wonder where (Wallace’s) Wallace is in all this? But to back up, Number 9 is obviously a lot about Tin S. Man and his Tinsity. Tin S. Man, as the 11th (LINK), is a direct continuation of Dark Side of the Rainbow’s 10. Tin.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Very important.

bb:

Dark Side of the Rainbow ends in 10 or Tin — number or metal I mean.

Hucka D.:

Yes, I can read it (what you’re saying).

bb:

Tin S. Man must control Dark Side of the Rainbow, then. Like a beehive.*

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dark-Side-of-the-Rainbow-Live/121531641233064

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* http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/trivia

A scene was filmed in which the Tin Man was turned into a “human beehive” by the Wicked Witch; after he crushes a bee, the Tin Man cries and rusts his jaw shut, then has to be oiled by Dorothy to get his jaw working again. This scene was cut and so the scene of Dorothy and her companions that comes after where the “beehive” scene had to be flipped to match their continuity in the earlier scene, causing them to appear blurred slightly.