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June 12, 2013 · 11:33 am

reply to Ada
Submitted by Red Collie on Fri, 01/09/2009 – 00:28.

Dear Ada,

Freddy Silva’s estimate for paranormal authenticity in 2008 as “only 2 out of 133” has not been taken seriously by any of the hundred or so active researchers in the field.

Most of us believe on the basis of direct forensic evidence (or other) that 80-90% of the new complex pictures in England (or Germany/Italy) last summer were authentic.

Indeed, most showed very advanced science relating to solar or lunar eclipses that no faker would know: see a summary on http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2008/080808/0101010.html

The amazing “Emerald Tablet” crop picture from East Field on August 25, 2008 was also completely authentic, which really says something concerning their spiritual intent: see http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2008/eastfield4/eastfield2008d.html

For something really amazing, see the video taken by Andy Fowlds over Westwoods in mid-August: http://www.medwaycropcircle.co.uk/westwood2008bols.htm

The Westwoods crop picture itself is an ancient symbol for Venus/Quetzalcoatl.

http://www.realitysandwich.com/411_on_2012

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Entering TimeCollide—Adjust Frequency—the CHANI Material

Foggy Sharieland

Hucka D.:

What’s with the Poisoned Gate? Who came up with that? A negatively charged gateway in Whitehead Crossing?

bb:

Just a story[ mind you].

Hucka D.:

What happens when I, as a bug, pass through the gate?

bb:

Probably nothing. Again…

Hucka D.:

It *can* be used as a portal, if you know the magic words.

bb:

What of the Diamond Rock at Diamond Beach, Hucka?

Hucka D.:

Another rock for you to find. Piecing together the whole story. Slowly.

bb:

Is it the tale that wags the dog?

[no answer]

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As explained in the Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 03 I found a rock on a Whitehead Brook beach shaped like an almost perfect diamond rhombus, perhaps of a 4×7 variety. This happens to be the base shape for my old Opus 1 drawing from my college art class days. I’ll have to dig up a picture of the work, which I still have downstairs in the basement somewhere. Maybe I should take a new pic of it in light of finding this diamond rock. What would filmmaker Gene Fade think of this discovery? Did his “Fade to Moss” subject matter Rock Meadows know of this particular rock? Many questions to be answered.

Sharieland’s Heart Line (01), then Whitehead X-ing Trees

Heart Line is a path running from a postion between Heart and Head Lake to a road below Herman’s Mansion, cutting across the heart, as I interpret it, of his namesake park. I also assoc. it with the *Heart* Line on a *Hand*, positioned above the *Head* Line and whose lower end is just above the upper end of the *Health* Line. See the diagram at the end of this post.*

Below are two pictures of rocks found along Heart Line or Line of Heart. I’ll take more pictures this weekend, with accompanying text to be generated as well.

Neart a central point, Heart Line becomes clogged with rhododendron, but a path has been cut through the bramble still, allowing one to continue upward or downward. I should also note here that Heart Line is not an official hiking trail of the park, but has obviously been walked and even somewhat maintained as an unofficial one by certain groups of people in the past.

A holly tree marking an upper end of the meadow above Heart Lake — as seen from Heart Line, once more.

We move now to neighboring Frank Park, and a shot of a large and apparently dying oak tree just beyond the northern edge of the Whitehead Crossing region.

Greenmount from Green Steam on the lower edge of Whitehead Crossing, or what is also the upper end of Green Stream’s Korean Channel.

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* palmistry lines:

Hucka D.:

You wish to ask about palmistry and hand, heart, health, head. Yes, the blueprint for the lakes of the park all appear in Sharieland, in the various paths that cut across the land just below Herman’s beautiful mansion in the skies. But there may have been more human intervention in these plans than you presently suspect. Perhaps Herman knew of the Heart Line. Perhaps Herman knew of the giant hand[ as it were], below the mansion. Pull up that Arkansas hand from before — Baxter County I believe.

bb:

Here it is, Hucka.

https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2013/02/01/if-odd-crazy-things-become-consistently-common/

Well, certainly Herman’s Mansion is his beautiful *Mountain Home* in the skies, Hucka[ as you put it].

Hucka D.:

Herman wished to move his home into the mountains themselves, to become one with the mountains. He’s approving of your work, baker b.

MOUNTAIN HOME… FOLLOWING THE HEART. HEART LEADS TO HEAD. HEAD OF MOUNTAIN.

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Herman saw his mansion positioned between cue and eight ball on the Mounds of Venus; his grounds as a giant hand — fingers as roads. Mansion equals 12345 between the balls. Cue ball was oblique in his living days. Cue ball and eight ball are two of the mounds here.

Some say Herman saw his mansion in a vesica piscus lying between the two mounds. Some say he wanted his mansion to be the third, central mound, completing the hand of his land [Land Hand]. He wanted to rooftops to be equal in elevation to the basically equal tops of Cue and Eight.

In this doctored map, the two mounds are clearly/obviously in the center: “8” marks the top of Eight Ball and “C” the peak of Cue Ball. Notice Herman’s Mansion is quite positioned between the two, reinforcing a vesica piscus interpretation. On this map I’ve also included the location of Heart Line (red) just downhill from the mansion, and also Head Lake and Heart Lake are marked.

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Hucka D.:

The 2 mounds would have to be those of The Sun and Saturn, don’t you think baker b.?

bb:

Suppose. According to this article…

http://psychiclibrary.com/beyondBooks/palmistry-mounts

Hucka D.:

Sorry to interrupt [again!], but that may be the Mount of Saturn and Jupiter, instead. I think this is what Herman thought when building his mansion. It is a cross between Saturn and Jupiter, the two largest mounds…er, planets I mean. And that makes sense when I’m looking at the map again through your eyes.

bb;

Yeah, thanks for adding that last part. Partial credit to me, then.

Hucka D.:

I’ll think about it. (smiles)

bb:

So here we go:

http://psychiclibrary.com/beyondBooks/mount-of-jupiter

http://psychiclibrary.com/beyondBooks/mount-of-saturn

But can we go even *further* with this, Hucka D., and say that *all* mounds of the hand have correspondence in the landscape around the mansion. Obviously I think we can say that the Mound or Mount of Apollo corresponds with that flat ridge I explored a week ago today, where I felt a strong presence of fairies. Traditional palmistry has it that if a mound of the hand is too flat, it represents a weakening of that aspect in the personality.

Hucka D.:

Yes. *All* mounds are represented in the landscape, as you’ve guessed. You better study the history of palmistry.

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May 13, 2013 · 4:55 am

Sharieland 03

(continued form Sharieland 02)

Heading toward Herman’s Mansion from the ridge discussed in “Sharieland 02”.

Reaching the mansion. Herman often made jokes about his home being “behind the eight ball” when things went afowl there, like with the Termite Terror of 1902.

Path on Eight Ball Ridge.

While starting up the path, I was rather startled to see what appeared to be a fairy home at the base of a tree to my right. Very unambiguous!

Forks in the trail. This is where the central “eight” can be entered. Alternately you can just walk in a big loop (straighter path to left), bypassing the very top of the ridge. Being quite superstitious, Herman always walked the “eight”, and in a clockwise direction according to legend. He felt this helped keep bad luck away from the house. Herman accomplished the ritual almost daily, more often than not accompanied by his loyal wife Ethel.

http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/behind-the-eight-ball.html

One could possibly even make an argument that Herman originated the phrase, “behind the eight ball”, meaning to be in a sticky situation. I’ll have to look up if croquet was played on the grounds per reference to “Eight Ball Croquet” in the above article. A ridge just north of the house, a kind of direct continuation of The Eight Ball (but with a distinct, separate peak) has since been nicknamed Cue Ball, but there’s no record of Herman’s family coming up with this appellation.

And now we return to what appears to be the meat of Sharieland just downhill from the mansion. This interesting cement container seems to mark a northern boundary. Did something like “Welcome to Sharieland!” use to be scrawled upon its front?

Eye Rock (my name) a little above the container.

More photos and text concerning Sharieland soon enough! It seems to be a big, big topic.

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May 13, 2013 · 4:50 am

Sharieland 02

(continued from Sharieland 01)

Still on the as yet unnamed ridge just a bit south of Herman’s Mansion, we have faint paths through cryptic trees.

A main road of the area is not far away from the ridge top.

A rock seeming to mark the end of the ridge in this direction.

Another one of those birthday balloons I find with some frequency around Herman and Frank Parks. Do they all possibly originate from the same huge birthday extravaganza? Still a mystery as to why they’re around for me.

Another enchanting ridge scene.

Perhaps another fairy hole, this time in a pine and filled with water.

There’s a nice creek with several feeder springs to the north of the ridge, another place I can’t remember exploring in the past.

Another possible fairy home near this creek.

(continued in Sharieland 03)

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May 13, 2013 · 4:47 am

Sharieland 01

Before getting to Sharieland, I thought I’d begin with this interesting shot from Whitehead Crossing of a single leafed plant with 3 symmetrically arranged flower petals atop it. I’m trying to pay attention to such things — this would be beside No Title Rock, I believe, and taken about 2 weeks prior to posting it here.

To the main subject of the day now: This weekend I was fortunate enough to accomplish hikes on Friday, Saturday and Sunday all. Friday and Sunday sent me to what I’m, as of yesterday, calling Sharieland. “Sharie” is a portmandeu of words “fairy” and “share”. It is literally a fairy that likes to share, at least with other fairies of its type. The theory goes that the land immediately below and around Herman’s Mansion in Herman Park was riddled with the creatures, and perhaps they even use to interact with the humans who lived and worked there, perhaps even Herman himself or at least one or several of his family. In this way, they may be akin to the borrowers made famous by English author Mary Norton.

I first found clear evidence of a fairy culture in the vicinity of the mansion through this more elaborate rock cairn, extending itself beyond a mere single line stack of rocks. Is there a message within the multi-layered arrangement?

These pictures comes not downhill from Herman’s Mansion, as the above ones do, but from the ridge immediately to its west that, at its peak, rises a bit beyond the mansion’s rooftops. Herman himself named this low ridge The Eight Ball, and the path encircling and also penetrating its summit was a favorite of he and his wife.

Squarish rock on the ridge.

We’ll return to The Eight Ball in a moment, but let’s shift to yet another location near the mansion: a flatter ridge not known about or explored before Friday atall, and just a stone’s throw south of the former. Actually, I first began to think about fairies in the area when finding this remarkably flat area and variously holed trees and stones within. A large-ish garter snake (below) pointed me towards the wilder interior of the ridge as I was walking past it on a carriage road, but I didn’t understand its message until later…

… after spotting this nice rock a bit off and above the road, about a football field’s length down from the snake. Its presence immediately lured me back into the woods, and soon I was exploring the whole extent of the flat top of the ridge it perched on the edge of. I’ll come up with a name for this rock soon; it’s similar in size, say, to Grey Rock of Whitehead Crossing, but without a topping stone (Seal Stone) in this case.

What might be the heart of the forest on the ridge, with a peculiar and admittedly a bit disturbing gash in the tree to the right here. Two holes, actually, but the lower and larger one seems quite like a wound, so much so that I found I didn’t want to put a close up of it in this blog. What is the story behind this? Is it really a “wound”, perhaps one that can’t heal? Does it tell something about the fairies of the area?