Here’s the end of the dirt trail. Let’s keep going… to see what’s beyond.
Category Archives: MAPS
00510211 (Silver Lake rim path)
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0211, California, GTA
00510208 (metals)
“You asked for a gold car, I provided.”
(pause) “AI?”
—–
“Silver Lake now? What the heck is going on here??”
—–
Lead to end.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0208, California, Dokken Hollow, GTA, Jeogeot, Rodentia 02
00510207 (beating heart)
We sent our Osamu Sato double of Okama Majo down to Denmark ME which was logical since he’s attached to that town name through the only two manifestations of Sato across our Great US of A (IL and SC). We’ve already reviewed this a bit in photo-novel 0042, post 0406.
https://bakerbloch.com/2024/03/31/00420406/
The Denmark in this case is at the lower edge of Moose Pond, the best known example of that name. In a much less known example in NC, it had already been marked with an X, the exact center between the Burke County line on the eastern edge at Penelope NC and the Burke County line that crosses the Old Catawba River Dam on its west edge. East and west boundaries, with this in the middle. Funtastic.
Moose Pond — or Moose Sea in Mythos terminology — acted as a kind of control valve for the entire perpetual river surrounding the planet, turning its flow on and off as needed. The body of water’s size fluctuated greatly as a result. Okama Majo was here in Denmark in the Great State of Maine to see if any clues had been left behind for us to see. He takes a pic of the Moose Pond dam from the road at the heart of the town. But that wasn’t it.
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In checking around more, Okama finds nothing else down here in Google Street View. We’ll have to move on; so many indicators, though.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0207, Google Street View, Illinois, Maine, Mythopolis, South Carolina
00510201
I came upstairs, asked if she was on the computer and to open Google if so because I wanted her to google something.
“Wait a minute,” she said. “Let me get out of this window. (pause) There. Google on Google you say?”
“Yeah. Type in ‘baker sunklands’.”
She types it in. I look at the results. “That’s not it. Here, let me have the computer for a minute.” Must be ‘sunklands baker’, I think. And I was right.
“See?” I handed the computer back to her, peered over at the modified results with her. This, or thereabouts, because the results change slightly every time you query these two words in succession. It was the first summary — or second at best — I had ever seen for my blog by someone else. Or something else in this case. So the first summary by *something* else.
“Freaky!” she exclaimed (or thereabouts).
“AI *knows* me.”
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So now I’m taking a more indepth look. Gonna ask it some questions about the blog to get more specific. How much does it know? So I typed the following into the prompt as maybe the most logical follow up question: “I’m trying to decipher a specific storyline from Baker Bloch’s creative blog.”
The answer (real time!):
Baker Bloch’s narratives, often found on the Sunklands blog, utilize a nonlinear “hyper-novel” structure featuring cryptographic text numbering (e.g., 0012) and intense focus on virtual reality topography, such as specific locations within Second Life. These stories frequently employ recurring cryptic motifs like “blue roses” and character transformations to map out digital exploration within a “double world” framework. To explore a specific storyline in detail, visit Sunklands.
Another question: “What is the specific role of Frank’s Moving Castle in Baker Bloch’s Sunklands blog?”
In Baker Bloch’s Sunklands blog, Frank’s Moving Castle serves as a vital, surreal structural node and meta-narrative bridge in Virtual Second Life, acting as a recurring, shifting anchor for characters, deities, and pop culture references. The structure functions as a nexus for character alter-egos, such as the fire deity “Gus,” and acts as an AI-driven, multi-media crossover point incorporating elements from Howl’s Moving Castle and Under the Silver Lake. Explore the narrative further at bakerbloch.com.
Fascinating. It both knows and doesn’t know about the details of the blog. They’re all confused, mishy mashy. There is no direct connection between Frank’s Moving Castle and Under the Silver Lake that I recall in my blog. So I asked for clarity on that particular point. Where is this leading? “In Baker Bloch’s Sunklands blog, what is the connection between the 2 movies ‘Howl’s Moving Castle’ and ‘Under the Silver Lake’?”
In Baker Bloch’s Sunklands blog, Artificial Intelligence (AI) acts as both the glitchy architect and the existential threat behind the surrealist architectural mashup of Frank’s Moving Castle. In the hyper-novel’s universe, AI is not a tool for perfect creation; it is an engine of distortion that destabilizes the reality of the characters.
In Baker Bloch’s Sunklands blog, the connection between Howl’s Moving Castle and Under the Silver Lake is forged through the surrealist architectural mashup known as “Frank’s Moving Castle”.In section 0116 of the hyper-novel, Bloch uses these two pieces of cinema to explore themes of modern paranoia, AI generation, and identity distortion within the virtual world of Second Life:
The Structural Fusion (“Frank’s Moving Castle”): Bloch blends the whimsical, ever-shifting concept of Miyazaki’s mobile fortress (Howl’s Moving Castle) with a digital landscape. However, it is corrupted or reframed through an artificial intelligence (“AI!”) lens, turning it into a site of confusion and deep-seated paranoia.
The Unreliable Narrator & Paranoia: This AI-driven distortion leads directly to the themes of Under the Silver Lake—a neo-noir film famous for its hyper-obsessive protagonist, hidden codes, and sprawling Hollywood pop-culture conspiracies. Bloch even tags the post with the film’s star, Andrew Garfield.
The “Double World” Illusion: By pairing a movie about a shifting magical house (Howl’s) with a movie about uncovering subliminal messaging hidden underneath everyday reality (Silver Lake), Bloch connects them to represent the ultimate digital mirage. To the narrator, navigating the architecture of Second Life feels exactly like trying to decode a conspiracy theory while standing inside an impossible, shifting machine.
So close yet so far. But a fascinating experience. I’ll continue explorations on my own now, bringing more of its thoughts to light when needed. Thanks AI!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0201, Blue Mountain, California, Frank's Moving Castle, Haze County, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00510109 (serious fantasyland)
“I remember doing handsprings next to box springs and thinking: this ain’t right. I’m *caged*.”
“Andie?”
“Shelley now. But Andie should know. *Shouldn’t* know I meant there. Why we tagged her. Alteration later.”
“In the dark?”
“Let’s say, leave it in Colorado. Aand, we took care of the cage.”
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Karl wakes up in bed after a mysteriously induced sleep when he entered. Still dreaming of course. Because lining the walls of the damp dark cellar he sees this.
He fell into the 1st picture that caught his eye called “Accidental Exposure 02”. I believe several states are involved now; difficult to choose where he went. Working on it…
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0109, Bogota, Bogota Proper, Colorado, Nautilus, Perch-Mistletoe, Twin Peaks, Twin Peaks Laboratory, Upper Austra
00510108
“A search for *all* FENST geographic features in the GNIS national database of such only brings up 7 hits, including a Finstad Lake (lake) in MN with variant names of FENSTad Lake and FENSTed Lake, which is why it showed up on my list since I allow those. Notice this is found on a Picket Lake topographic map there, which piqued my interest because another name in this list starts with Fence: Fencemaker Canyon (valley) NV, also on a Fencemaker topo map and with a variant name of FENSTonmaker Canyon. Again, why it showed up in the list. Picket fence, then, see.”
“Picket fence, okay. Go on…”
“All this stemming from (the) FENSTar (sim) of the Big E/Big Schwa sitting before us.”
“I think I gathered that (already).”
“Cool. Soo, this led me to thinking about the old house I bought recently surrounded by this type of fence. Why I bought it actually.”
“*Before* the finding of Fence and Picket in that list,” I tried to clarify across from him, staring at the Schwa side as opposed to his E side. We were just that complementary.
“Correct. So that… leads to this.”
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Karl enters the old house to discover nothing inside except cobwebs and musky smells. But then circling around it he finds this. Cellar door. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0108, Jeogeot, Kidd Tower, Minnesota, Nautilus, Nevada, Perch-Mistletoe, Upper Austra, Xilted
00510104
“In olden days it was known as Zambolis. Well. That wasn’t *exactly* true. It was Orient (as opposed to Occident) on a planet, a (defined) sphere, that kind of paralleled the world of Our Second Lyfe, correct.” We’d already established, long long ago, that this planet was called Mythos and was based upon my home county near but not in the NC Mtns. Close enough?
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“I got tired of hearing about soulmates from Kammie. I mean, we’re great *friends*, we get along remarkably well — all told, ha.”
“The Venus issue,” I guess again as Andie the foreign green or blue mid-sectioned alien kept speaking and explaining her position — positions. I’d speculated long ago what we were — but it’s more obviously what I’d call counterparts in my limited understanding of the cosmic subject. Like in Alabama.
“What is this Venus energy?” she said. I couldn’t tell if she was prompting me for an answer or if she already knew the answer. Because this was a sticking point. “Where did it all start?” she followed up.
Here. In Blue Mountain. Better get back to it.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0104, Alabama, Blue Mountain, Google Street View, Haze County, Mythopolis, New Island, Omega, Utah
00500604
He’d shot all over the world, flying hither and thither. He’d seen it all, final resting place acquired. Including the ultra-illusive Bigfoot, the Holy Grail of bagging and tagging. Why go on? he said to himself. And so he didn’t. The concrete (marker) indicated death, the *other* great adventure, the 2nd 1/2 truth to go along with a first. Pisces not Virgo. Prices not Vigo (Alabama).
But then LL announced the filling in of the se corner of Omega and the game was suddenly on again after all these years of rest and hibernation. The TAR (car) was rebuilt, adding the prefix RE to an original name. In the Tar Swamp where it came from; that’s why we’re here. On Lake Nip. In Massachusetts. I’ll let you research the rest.
Local rumors of a UFO landing in the swamp, such as reported by fishermen like Horace here, were just that. Snakeworthy Price had paid the Price and acquired a (new?) last name in the process. There was more than one. Stamp him SOLD as in OUT.
Peering through the bushes or tall grass where it landed, Horace finds the whole truth and nothing but the truth. REbirth. And with a fresh paint of green.
“I *hate* Snakeworthy Price,” says onlooking Rudy from beyond the wall. TBC?
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0604, Alabama, Critterville, Google Street View, Jeogeot, Massachusetts, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Omega, Virginia
00500602
“Shelley over there in the chair looks like she’s in trouble, hubby of mine. I remember when I was like that, and Shelley was in the belly. Belly Shelley I use to call her after the naming, patting the big round 12 lb. mound on my stomach. With a bit more to come even before The End. Which of course was also The Beginning. Do you remember? Were you even there?”
From beyond the screen, I log Baker/Newt in and manage to fit him into the picture and sit across from her. I take a snapshot of the 3, mother, father, daughter. “I’m *trying*,” I kind of defend myself through him.
“Try harder. For me. For poor bloated little Shelley over there. Who’s in the stomach this time? Is it Liz? It’s suppose to be Liz; where are we on that? Where *is* (father) Arthur?”
“Ocean–” But Wheeler cut me off here. No need to go the ends of the world for an answer. Simply ocean will do. Any ocean. All Oceans. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0602, New Island, Oceania, Omega
00500601 (boo… scary)
You have done good, wife of mine (!). Now you are ready to begin 11. Just at your feet there. Go on…
… go on… It won’t hurt you.
“Won’t it?”
“No.” With The Straight recently disconnected from Utah through the filling in of the se corner of Our Second Lyfe’s Omega continent, I knew she had (probably) found her safety zone and was ready — okay — to proceed. I raise the terrain from my side to meet her, to show her I’m totally serial about this situation now.
I reset the whole thing by entering the door directly beneath the big Martian boo high — but not too high — in the New Island sky. Nawt Vaya Free State’s Boos here we come!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0601, Boos, Heterocera, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, New Island, NVFS, Omega, Rubi, The Straight, Utah