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2013 Summary 01

“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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Mythopolis! 03

Hike 2: Discovery of what seems to be an old canvas sign for a nearby hospital. Used as a tarp, perhaps. This would be on a small bay of water off Gold River, just north of Redlands or perhaps itself part of Redlands.
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Icy upper end of this bay, which is perhaps something over a football field long.

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Shells of river mollusks. Eaten?

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Considerably further west, across from the mouth of the creek flowing past Carrcassonne (link), is this colorful pump structure in the middle of the Gold River.

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Redlands again and the rock temples on this 2nd, icier visit.

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Many mysterious objects found in the area, actually. I’ll have to ponder more.

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There’s even some small waterfalls on a brook that may also be part of Redlands, on its eastern side if so.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Somerton,_Suffolk

There was once quite the rivalry between Hartest and Somerton, and a giant stone found in Somerton was stolen by Hartest and rolled down the valley where it still sits on their village green.

[INSERT ROCK/CLOCK OF LEMON OF TROY]

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

The Smipsons appear in a good number of carrcasses now, starting famously with Carrcass+2 and then extending into Carrcass-2 (mirror), Carrcass-5, Carrcass-8 and Carrcass-9. Lisa the Vegetarian is within +2, -2, -5, -8, -9 — all of them. To quote The Residents: “And there will be more.”

Must make a decision by Jan. 6 about VWX Town, and whether to abandon almost half the town (VWX Indulgence) and keep the rest (VWX Town Essence) for a number of months, sell the land in toto and rent elsewhere, or keep the whole town and sell in Feb. or even March.

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2:56am:

Third option for VWX Town: sell 3072 sq meters of my land to my old landlord [delete name], and then rent it back to her. Abandon all the rest of the land besides the 8704 sq. meters of VWX Town, Essence. This will bring me just down to the next tier level. I can keep most of the town, and delete only stuff that’s mostly empty anyway, with the exception of the Toxic Art Gallery (Big Boy Tower, Marble Tower, Tower of A. Mann, SoSo Gallery, Bodega Market).

But after eliminating these, I’m tempted just to keep the entire town and sell all the land around the first of March, when spring hiking season arrives full blown. Am I still getting enough out of it?

I could start working on a model of the forest in The Table House.

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Hucka D.:

I can’t make a decision for you. I can point out the advantages and disadvantages of each move. To discard the Rubi property might weaken the blog. Period. To keep all might weaken the blog, and your pocketbook more. The Rubi Forest will remain, whatever. You’ll have that little bit to the south that’s kind of yours anyway. You’ll have the 2048 in Philudoria still. Make the model of the forest there. It’s 8x5x1024 square meters. Make the sides 16 instead of 32 and you’ve reduced to a 4×2.5. Make the sides 8 instead of 32 and you have a 2×1.25. That’ll do it.

bb:

Not quite Hucka D. It would have to be a 2×1 instead of 2×1.25. So a 2048 won’t do.

Hucka D.:

Shoot. I suppose if you kept the present town you could make a 4×2.5 model, even.

bb:

Yep.

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bb:

A return trip to Mythopolis won’t come about tomorrow I don’t think. I’ll have to wait until not this weekend but the next. Friday afternoon, most likely. I’ll have to get out early tomorrow and go to Sharieland. That’s my decision[ for tomorrow].

Hucka D.:

You might as well sell Rubi. You have Philudoria. You’ll make your map of the forest later. Rent a 4096. Anywhere.

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Mythopolis! 02

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Redlands.

We turn to blog spirit Hucka Doobie for help in this confounding new development.

Hucka D.:

Happy New Years Day baker b.!

bb:

Thanks! Same to you my old friend.

[they sing Auld Lang Syne for several minutes]

bb:

Phew!

Hucka D.:

Wowwy Zowwy!

bb: (wiping brow):

So we’re ready to get down to business?

Hucka D. (still catching breath):

In a moment.

—–

5 minutes later:

Hucka D.:

Okay I’m ready! (another breath) So… you know about Michael Tree now. Let’s see (checks script in his hand). We’re up to page 78 already. “Enter the Redlands”.

bb:

It’s a stunning return of Mytholopolis to mythological significance.

Hucka D.:

Mythopological.

bb:

So surely Michael Tree is not the same as Michael Too of Frank and Herman Parks?

Hucka D.:

No, not really. A different Michael. A Tree. You have clues in The Shining, no?

bb:

You mean the film mistake on the floor in front of Wendy, right on the red band where Halloran would later be axed.

Hucka D.:

This is the stacked rock village you discovered today… yesterday.

bb:

Not possible.

Hucka D.:

Never say that. Your find was coordinated… I mean, the 2 finds were coordinated across space-time. The finding of the rock village was predicted in The Shining oval flaw.

bb:

Michael Tree then lives in the middle of this squared circle. Because that’s what it is.

Hucka D.:

Yes. The circle (Hucka D. points to interior circle Wendy is exiting) and the square (Hucka D. points to the square, red band it’s centered within) at once.

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Squared circle.

bb:

Same position on the square, huh.

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bb:

I’m trying to follow this further. So Halloran’s blood mirrors the red paint of the square band. Right when he steps on this band, Jack comes out from behind the column with his axe.

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Hucka D.:

Michael Tree has been axed[ as well]. Think about that.

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Hucka D.:

Michael Tree is the top [rust red] rock of his temple, a variation of Michael Too’s Norris Temple. That’s him… axed.

bb;

Yet they’re not the same.

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

Axed means fired?

Hucka D.:

Kind of. Axed through the heart. Heart Line.

—–

Hucka D.:

Let’s go back the the missing scene of The Shining. Killings and disappearances have been going on for 70 years within that Fowl Mouthed Hotel. That’s not elucidated in the movie.

bb:

It’s in the scrapbook.

Hucka D.:

Redlands is an engineered landscape. Carefully planned out in space-time. Michael Tree may be Michael Treed.

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January 1, 2014 · 3:12 am

Mythopolis! 01

2 fantastic new hikes to record, and not in Blue Mountain for a change but in my home town of Mythopolis about 40 miles south. This continues and intensifies my focus on this area bordering the Gold River begun last winter (link). I’ll have to provide a map for this blog very soon.

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Profusion of liken and moss on a small hill first drew my attention to the special nature of this place. This would be hike 1.

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Coordinated bending of 2 parallel sewer pipes. Not as disgusting as they sound.

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Old orange part of a car, a seat perhaps.

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Redlands… and new rock temples! About 6 in number on a very, very red stretch of ground that was a dirt road at one time.

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Details.

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Bank on southern side of Redlands.

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Nearby camping spot. Hucka D. has warned me that Redlands resident Michael Treed may still be in the area. And he’s also indicated that it may be a “cousin” to Blue Mountain’s Michael Too of Wealthy Mountain and Martin Knob blog fame here. Impossible but perhaps even true!?

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This seems to parallel the largest Dongoba rock temple of Norris if so.

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The red dirt of Redlands, following the old road, loops in a circle, end returning to beginning.

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Gold River and red ball. This is where I turned around on hike 1, my most western progress.

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More Redlands mysteries: fire hydrant in the middle of nowhere…

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… and then a whole *paved road* in the middle of nowhere.

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Tile Enttered Heer.

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Chatters…

Hucka D.:

Yes. Thanks in turn. Eye of Rye perched on the edge of the Valley of Nye, peering down into it almost. No, make that definitely. An eyeball on the edge. Chasm Deep turns the other direction.


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Forward or true eye finding another reverse or “backwards” eye in a hole or chasm. True relation of sight and sound revealed; tile enttered heer.

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Which came first?

Eye of Rye and Chasm Deep Sink (Rye of Eye?)

Then below we have the outline of the Chasm Deep sim (orange) superimposed on the Eye of Rye picture, with the alignment between the 2 locations in place still. Remarkably, the 2 highlighted sims of each picture, Nostrilia (red) and Chasm Deep, turn out to, in essence, share the same diagonal (pink), *and*, moreover, intersect each other in such a way as to form a square whose sides are precisely *2/3rds* the length of the associated sims.

Because of this fact, the interference pattern can be easily broken down into a grid of squares 1/3rd the length of a sim. A 3×3 example of such squares making up the Nostrilia sim is shown below.

The Baker family believes this is a representation of 2 eyes focusing, one the Eye of Rye itself, and the other Chasm Deep Sink, peering in the opposite direction, as it were.

The implications here could be far reaching. Far reaching indeed.

Is it strange that I read this today after I just wrote the spanking new VWX Tower (constructed the night before) is *2/3rds* of a sim long?

More on this:

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2010/09/29/notes-3/

Ear of Beer, to Ancients, was Chasm Deep sink, as Eye of Rye was the identified island in this blog. Same size — also represents an audio and video side of an a/v tile. Together they make a tile when cued together correctly, an exact 1:1 match. The Martians did this? And their 1/3rd size “sims”? Covered over by the regular size LL grid sims?

The 2/3rds sim overlap between Chasm Deep (ear, audio) and Norstilla (eye, video) is an audiovisual *tile*.

http://zentangle.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-first-day-of-naptime.html

This is much like Gridcosm, frequented by Mike Casey and also his arch-pal known as Bacon Hellershanks in virtual reality, still a resident of the Heterocera continent.

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

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I was sure this was a Second Life photo upon first glance. It’s not (found in search for “synchronicity + tile).

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TILE.

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Color of the VWX Tower modules, west to east:

GREEN–red–yellow–blue–GREEN–red–yellow–blue–GREEN–red–yellow–blue–GREEN.

Modules number 13 total for the VWX Tower, the first and last being green. It’s a triple octave. In contrast, City Hall, based on the same module, is a *single* octave:

GREEN–red–yellow–blue–GREEN.

City Hall is topped by a cat. The much longer and higher VWX Tower is not, and actually cannot be due to property constraints.

Each of the 4 green modules/sections of the VWX except the bottom presently contains a single figure (Lt. Pepper; hooded figure; Giant Rotating Head of Bob). Only the bottom green module (of 2) of City Hall contains a figure (Ben Thar), if you don’t count the topping cat.

http://www.reddirtreport.com/red-dirt-grit/toynbee-tile-mystery-endures

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“I spy with my little eye…”

This is like the single octave City Hall.

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This is like the triple octave VWX Tower.

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Both of these crop circles date from 1996, with the single julia set Stonehenge formation being the most famous of the year while the somewhat later triple julia set crop circle from Avebury Trusloe representing the season’s most impressive glyph.

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Eye of Rye? 03

Until then, I’ll leave you with a simple collage of a new crop circle that Hucka D. is implying relates to the Baker’s discovery of the Eye of Rye island. Some interesting comparisons for sure here.

Chatters…

Hucka D.:

Yes. Thanks in turn. Eye of Rye perched on the edge of the Valley of Nye, peering down into it almost. No, make that definitely. An eyeball on the edge. Chasm Deep turns the other direction.


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Reading it now.

Summary of 2013 crop circles by Red Collie:

http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/anasazi/fringe2013k.html

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Wiltshire Trip, Days 05-06

The Day After The Accosting.

Welp, Tim sure felt pretty sorry for me, because he acted as a super guide to the area on Thursday. First we went downtown and he showed me a nifty coffee shop with a great view of Devizes’ central marketplace, which was a bustling hub on this market day. Then after returning to his apt. with market food in tow, we then hopped in his car and he drove me over to Woodborough and the Silent Circle hq, *the* physical and tangible source for crop circle information operated by Charles Mallet, long time circle investigator dating back to the 1990s. Charles was there in person when we visited, and it was an exciting 30 minute or so talk with him. We gabbed about famous past glyphs including the 2001’s huge Milk Hill formation already mentioned a number of times in this here blog. Charles believes that maybe 80 percent of the circles reported these days are hoaxed, or made by very terrestrial and very human crop circle artists. But he also admits a paranormal aspect to the phenomenon still, and said, for example, he has a hard time seeing how the 2001 Milk Hill formation could have been hoaxed, given such facts as the many circles involved appear only as circles from the air and not the very unlevel ground of the remote spot — they’re actually ellipses. And Charles is friends with Barbara Lamb whose book I had just read before arriving in England. He said she *was* a lamb (of a person), and also Barbara told Charles at some point that he could be an alien himself, which I took to mean she thought he could be a hybrid. Charles also spoke of a clear disinformation program attempting to mask and obfuscate the authenticity of the crop circle phenomenon, and appeared guarded when I mentioned Michael Glickman and his book “Bones of the Gods”. Michael is in the camp that believe the great majority of crop circles appearing in England and elsewhere each spring *are* legitimate or have paranormal origins, in contrast to the 20/80 split of same by Mallet. But depsite their differences, Charles admits Glickman is a good writer. Meanwhile, Tim was taking it all in, and I knew that other crop circle enthusiasts would be visiting him later in the year. I knew he would be returning here with new guests soon. Tim stated to Charles that he has visited 1 or 2 crop circles in person each year since coming to Devizes from Cornwall. I found it sad that he also stated to me that he doesn’t like Devizes as much as Cornwall… “at all”, he then added as punctuation to the thought. He’s given up his plant transmutation business since coming to Devizes. I don’t see him staying a long time there, and he even mentioned moving to Indiana in our fair US of A. Indiana! I’m pretty positive that would be a step or two or three down from Devizes, even, so I’m kind of hoping he doesn’t go through with the idea.

So this morning we also visited the Alton Priors church, my second time going inside and my 3rd trip overall, I believe. This is the site of my Lis 07 collage featuring the very same Tim, at least sans head, and I noted that he didn’t seem as excited about the visit as I did. Maybe I should have told him about this collage in addition to the diptych I told him about the previous night, and involving the Devizes train tunnel (Lis 03 04), the scene of the accosting. But I think it was fate we both went together to this church. The joint experience was another future event seemingly prophesized in the Lis series, following up on the similarly predicted accosting (to me). Again, the Devizes leg of my trip, especially, seems to be a real life expansion of the more contract and abstracted “remote viewing” visit in the Lis series.

After the Alton Priors, we went to the nearby Barge for some food and drink. I got the vegetarian lasagna, which I shared with Tim. I believe we both also got a Croppie beer… ummm.

When returning to Devizes, Tim and I parted ways again as I decided to head up to Morgan Hill for more crop circle country hiking. Parked at a small picnic area just beyond the North Wilts Golf Course, at the intersection of The Wansdyke and the C50 road. Walked old Roman roads most of the way, and also a section of the Wansdyke heading back to the car. Was reminded that this particular run of ancient ditch acts as a strong unifying element for the whole Devizes-Marlborough region, starting, east to west, near Savernake and ending about where I parked my car actually, on Morgan Hill. My walking route took me past the sites of what I now perceive as Spongebob Squarepants related crop circle formations of the past several years, including Morgan Hill’s 2007 star formation and the nearby 2009 square formation. These, along with the seemingly related 3d effect crop circle coming at the southern base of the hill in 2011, are seen in pictures 3-5 of The Hole: Other Considerations post from June.

Thursday night I decided to return to The Lamb pub first visited the night before, but was understandably quite leery of going *anywhere* near the St. John’s Church, not to mention the graveyard in back of it where the accosting occurred only the night before.

Then in the middle of the night, about 3 o’clock or a bit before dawn, Tim got me up and we headed to *Stonehenge* for the Summer Soltice festivities there. Amazing. Unfortunately I didn’t take any pictures, but some from another visitor can be found here. We departed about 6 o’clock, I believe, and beat a chunk of the crowd out. When we returned, Tim prepared for a weekend visit to Cornwall, his old home as mentioned before, and I decided to drive to Silbury Hill and ended up taking a 2-3 hour nap in the parking lot there. This was the last I saw of Tim, as he didn’t return to Devizes until Sunday, by which time I was in Pewsey picking up Beth and Kim. How glad was I to see them!

But back to Friday. So after my car nap I returned to Avebury, getting at least a small hike west of town in what’s called Avebury Truesloe, a separate village actually. Saw the Adam and Eve standing sarsen stones from across an oilseed rape field, which might have been the terminal rocks of a second Avebury Avenue (Beckhampton Avenue) to compliment the more famous one coming from the west (Kennet Avenue). But, once again, I felt kind of drained at Avebury, for no real reason.

Now the excitement starts again: On the way back to Devizes that night, decided to stop at The Barge. No real suprise there, since I ended up at this restaurant almost every day of my Wilsthire visit at some point. But this day I decided not to immediately go into the pub, but just park and hike up to Adam’s Grave, one of the nifty landmarks in the Altons area that I hadn’t had a chance to visit yet. Adam’s Grave has its own wikipedia site here , described as a neolithic long barrow, which means it is an ancient, earthen burial mound. It was quite a climb to get to the top, but, what a view! Several other people were there with me, including a photographer who was hiking close to me all the way up. Here’s the story, and it involves him. We were just doing some loose chatting since we were walking so close together (seemed rude just to ignore him in such close proximity) and he stated he was up here to look for crop circles. Well I told him that there was one in the field below (the famous East Field) that formed about 2 weeks prior. Until that moment I’d forgotten that it was there, or that I could possibly see it from this vantage point. I was just walking to get to Adam’s Grave itself, a prominent landmark. But then I looked to the other side of Honeystreet from the crop circle I knew about to find what appeared to be a *second* formation, a little more distant from me than the first. The odd thing about this is that I had *just* checked the Crop Circle Connector about 4:40 at the Devizes public library, before coming to Honeystreet and The Barge, and the formation hadn’t been reported. I asked another person present at Adam’s Grave when spotting this formation and asked if that looked like a crop circle to her. She responded that it had just been posted to the Crop Circle Connector *a little before 5*, so that means I just missed the report. She also said that it seemed more impressive that the other formations of the young season in that it had a complicated braiding effect in an outer ring. And I had to be one of the first dozen or so people to actually see the formation. Excitement plus!! Here was a fresh crop circle. I didn’t know yet that the farmer who owned the field had not allowed access, and even threatened to mow the circle if anyone entered. That’s a key component of this story to keep in mind as well.

So I was excited. I decided to cancel a potential trip to the top of nearby Milk Hill for a better vantage point. I wanted to get back to The Barge and see if anyone had any news *there*. Turned out they did not — the pub was not abuzz with excitement about a new formation or anything approaching that. Then I went out to my car to leave, perhaps to enter the fresh crop circle myself to see it with my own eyes, and it turns out an Audi station wagon had *blocked my Ford Fuckup in*. It took me over an hour to get it out, a story just by itself that I’ll have to wait till another day to tell. But the main point here is that I was blocked at The Barge long enough to make a visit to the crop circle unlikely. I’m bolding that, because, especially looking back on it, “forces” were keeping me from entering the formation. Maybe it was my higher self who knew better and was protecting me. Maybe it was something else. But dusk was quickly approaching as I left The Barge’s parking lot and driving past the location of the crop circle, only tens of yards from the road I had to take to get back to Devizes. *Yards* — and you could see some of it from the road as well. So tempting to enter, and I think I would have if it weren’t for the new time constraints. I *had* to get back to Devizes before dark, see, because I could barely drive on those *fucking roads* during the day. There was no choice for me but to skip the circle visit. And it was only when I returned to Devizes did I learn about the farmer’s ban and the threat of destruction. I was very lucky. What would I have found in the circle?

Oh, by the way, here’s the formation I *didn’t* visit. Red Collie would soon write glowingly about it, and from his text I determined that I was staring at a legitimate (non-hoaxed) crop circle from Adam’s Grave and also the C8 that day. And another unusual thing: it turned out to be one of those rare two-parter, consisting of a phase one (the phase I witnessed) which then developed into a phase 2 the next day. Red Collie states phase 2 appeared to be a hoaxed addendum to a legitmate circle, but I’m uncertain after reading other reports. Also for the record, I mention this same crop circle in the Diamond Too 02 post from early July.

(to be continued)

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Wiltshire Trip, Days 03-04

(continued from Wiltshire Trip, Days 01-02)

Looking over my notes I took during the trip, I see that on the morning of Tue, June 19, I experienced another round of frustration regarding the Devizes parking and traffic situation, so that night decided just to park my Ford Focus at The Barge and walk the *7 miles* back to Devizes through a little used back way, as it turned out. I’ve written about this path several times in the FHE blog, with the first being in the “Dimensional Kink?” post created just before the England trip, and the second being “Going Back in Time” from just after the same. In the latter, it looks like I’ve covered most of the essentials of this hike already, as well as some additional, more theoretical or abstract information coming from resident blog spirit Hucka Doobie (Hucka D.). Hmmm… Waters again… and another Kink as well. Hucka D. claims in that post the 2 hikes to and from Devizes on Tue and Wed respectively, act as one in hyptertime, with one half, as it were, not really existing without the other half. The *kink* experienced in the first (The Barge to Devizes) was straightened out, as Hucka D. put it, in the one from the following morning when I returned to Devizes and retrieved my car. This was accomplished by following the water/canal (Kennet and Avon Canal) all the way. It was indeed a highlight from a trip packed with highlights in both a positive and negative way, but with the positive stuff winning out in the end. Anyway, when I got back to The Barge, I rewarded myself for accomplishing such a feat with a vegetarian lasagna lunch. Many canal boats were moored along the Kennet and Avon, especially around Honeystreet and The Barge. Many were there because of Solstice celebrations in the area, in particular at Stonehenge and also Avebury. Get back to that in the next, planned post on my trip, which will cover Days 05-06. I went to Stonehenge; wandered among the rocks!

After leaving The Barge, the next hike was also quite amazing, taking me through the western edge of West Woods to the Wansdyke, an early Medieval defensive linear earthwork according to the wikipedia article on the subject. Then I followed the Wansdyke west to the site of an abandoned Medieval village called Shaw. I note in my handwritten journal that the paths in the area were confusing, the Wansdyke itself not being part of a marked hiking trail in this area (although a trail still existed along most of it here). Several small woods lie to the south and west of West Woods, including Shaw Wood (closest to the site of the namesake abandoned village) and also Boreham Wood and Gopher Wood. More recently, I’ve noted in this blog that the closest crop circle to the Wansdyke to ever form was this one from a field very near Shaw, and dating from 2001 once more (like the gigantic Milk Hill glyph from the same year). In the same post, Hucka D. and I talk about a possible, direct association between this Shaw and Seale, Texas discussed several times in this blog, since, among other things, Seale itself use to be called Shaw. Is there something *sealed up* at Shaw, waiting to be unlocked? Does it have something to do with the nearby 2001 crop circle mentioned above?

After returning to the car, I decided to head up the road to Avebury, parking at the Silbury Hill lot and walking an additional 1/2 mile or so to avoid the 7 dollar entry fee. The trail from Silbury Hill to Avebury turned out to be much weedier and disused than I anticipated. “No one much walks from Avebury to Silbury Hill, even?” I found myself asking. No, it turns out they don’t, and the famous West Kennet Long Barrow down the same path is much more accessed via the main A4 highway that also runs past Silbury Hill. I quickly realized that after rains your shoes and pants would quickly be soaked because of all the wet weeds along the way — made an important mental note of that, because I would be using this trail a number of times in the coming days. This would be my second visit to Avebury, but the first where I parked at Silbury Hill for free access. This time, unlike the first visit from the day before, I decided to head to the Red Lion, and ordered a pint of what’s called an Avebury Well Water, which was superb. I was very excited to be at the Red Lion, because it is a centerpiece for not one but two composite collage creations from the Gilatona-Lis series completed earlier in the year, or the Latona 03/04 dyptich, and then the Falmouth *quad*tich (4 part collage set, where, again, each collage acts a unique work in its own right as well). Was getting tired from all the hiking of the day, however, and decided to bypass revisiting the rocks. Went back to Devizes after this and visited a new pub called The Lamb, not far from where I was staying with Tim. Took a book again — read on 3 books while I was in England, or “Winesburg, Ohio”, Jane Roberts’ “The Unknown Reality, Part 2”, and, one I barely touched, Faulkner’s “As I Lay Dying”.

After finishing my beer at The Lamb, I decided to revisit nearby St. John’s Church and the graveyard before head’n home. On the *public* pathway behind the church, got *accosted*, and right at the spot where Brian R. Marshall shot his 2 photos that are the basis for yet another Gilatona-Lis dyptich: Lis 03/04. And that’s why I was there in the first place — to check out in more detail the setting for these photos and attached collages, centered around an old railroad bed leading to a sealed up tunnel running underneath the Devizes castle site. I crossed the bridge over the old rr track, went down the public greenway a bit, petted a cat, headed back, and then was *blocked* from going back across the bridge by this short but extremely stout *tank* of a man, who I said hello to but apparently didn’t take kindly to friendly greetings like that, at least in this neck of the woods. “What did you say to me?” he asked, while blocking my way. “Hello,” I said. “I said hello to you.” He just stood there. I think he repeated “What did you say?” a couple of times. Then I ask him if he was alright, because I started to think that he was having some kind of seizure or something. Then, *thankfully* he brushed past me, saying something like, “get out of my way you silly man.” I know it doesn’t sound as scary the way I’m writing it, but I come from a small mountain town where *nothing* like this has ever happened to me, not that I can think of. Not to the same degree. But the scariest part was when I returned to the H&H bar below my room, and the landlord telling me that they deal drugs in that cemetery, and I was lucky there was only one of the lot back there at the time, else they would have mugged me or worse. “Great!” I was thinking. “And how do I get out of the rest of my rent to Tim?” I didn’t say that, but I was ready to leave Devizes that night; I’m sure you can understand. Then I saw Tim that night and told him what happened, and he was aghast and said he thought Devizes was a very safe place to roam about, even at night. He claimed to know absolutely nothing about thugs and drug dealing around St. John’s. I even told Tim about the collage I made with the tunnel entrance to explain why I was in that particular location. I knew it had to mean more, since I’d already identified a green man effect at the tunnel with a black hole, and probably the most famous example of one (Cygnus X-1). In my journal I go into this a bit more, theorizing that the accosting event and the creation of the collage back in Feb. were (or are) actually part of one hypertime event, past anticipating a future event but also future event affecting the past, I believe. There are a number of investigative angles one could pursue here. For example, the train tunnel has been blocked just like I was blocked by the accoster, and from the very bridge where you have the best angle to view the blocked tunnel. Strange, eh?

But that was my most dangerous moment in England I believe. And I was certainly glad to get out of Devizes for that and other reasons on Sunday morning.

Coming up next: a visit to *the* main crop circle information center, a visit to Stonehenge during the Soltice, *seeing* additional crop circles with the naked eye, and more!

(continued in Wiltshite Trip, Days 05-06!)

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