Category Archives: *REALITY

January 11, 2013 · 9:35 am

“I thought…

… I’d walk the New Pietmond labyrinth each day.”

Hucka D.:

Great idea. Dark Side of the Rainbow is the root. Power Tower in the sky. You need both. Dr. Blood or Knok will help with the big tower. That’s where The Table will be set up. Already has. But you need the temple too.

Baker Bloch has his private office again, Hucka D. It’s pretty nice.

Hucka D.:

Pretty nice.

bb:

He feels like he needs to deepen his connections with TILE.

Hucka D.:

Walk. Study. E. Build.

bb:

Jamie of Dark Side of the Rainbow: Art on Trial, is pulling the plug on his web site. Another one[ bites the dust]. No…

Hucka D.:

No family[ of synchers] now to support. Only you, and you and he have split already over the 3333 protectorate. He is sealed.

bb:

A kind of Sealston, eh.

Hucka D.:

Now you can begin to dissect what the protectorate is — means. It is 5 sided but maybe also 11 sided.

bb:

So like the Frank Park alien’s spaceship.

Hucka D.:

Look back on those notes. Thank you.

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Interesting that Jamie tells me he’s getting rid of his site just as the aliens show up in me life. Anger?

Bill Mountain 02

Continued from Bill Mountain 01…

Echoing those classic Ronco gadget commercials, I say: “But wait, there’s more!” Like this self sharpening knife… sorry, this line of what might be equal spaced pecan nuts with an attached dangle of 3 pine cones. Notice there are no other nuts in the immediate area, nor anywhere nearby that I recall (but I admittedly didn’t check real close for this particular aspect of the phenomenon). Is this some kind of message about the star system that Bill came from, kind of in the spirit of these mid-90s “Galaxy formation” crop circles? If so, is there even a more direct relationship implied, like the nuts are *planets* themselves?

Another Tiny Wiltshire shot, with the uncrushed bottle pictured in Bill Mountain 01, accompanied by a bone, glinting in the background.

One of several Tiny Wiltshire humps or mounds projecting from its flat terrain. Should all these have names as well?

Who knows what messages may still lie hidden within the vast pine needle weave?

Bramble separating parts of Tiny Wiltshire.

Broken pine tree branch on western edge of Tiny W.

And here’s another, central mystery: an overturned T. W. rock that I’d taken pictures of perhaps a year or two ago, but which didn’t turn out well enough to include in my blog. But the thing is, it *wasn’t* overturned at the time. This is another example of something I’d taken a snapshot of, and then was physically tampered with by what have to be human or humanoid hands in the meantime. I don’t think deer could remove the rock. Maybe a bear, but why?

I turned the rock over to its top side for this picture. Amazing microcosm, eh? And a stark contrast to its bottom side, which appears very plain. Do these rock patterns represent another type of star map? I can’t count this possibility out. Not coming from wild, fantastic Bill Mountain I can’t.

A larger rock near the formerly overturned one pictured above. This is near the southern end of Tiny Wiltshire, I believe.

Below this, or just further to the south, we come to the end of Frank Park itself and the beginning of civilization again. Amazing, then, that such magic as Tiny Wiltshire contains is so close. But perhaps it draws at least some of its energy from this proximity; hafta think about that possibility more.

Some sunset shots from Tiny Wiltshire. Notice the “photograph spirit” in the second picture especially.

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December 16, 2012 · 8:02 am

Hucka Doobie Real Life Sighting 02

(continued from Hucka Doobie Real Life Sighting)

I became curious tonight of the relationship between the bee/beehive crop circle of 2004 and nearby *Honey*street, whose legendary pub The Barge is widely acknowledged as the buzzing hub of crop circle phenomena.

Tracing a line starting from the grassy eye of the Alton Barnes White Horse (already highlighted in this amazing lineup of white horse eyes found by me in 2010) through the main axis of the bee/beehive crop circle seems to bring us to roughly the center of the Honeystreet village, not pointing to The Barge itself per se (the last building to the left in the below picture), but instead seeming to align with a wispy line on the GoogleEarth map spanning the Kenneth and Avon Canal, as seen below.

I don’t think the line represents a footbridge across the canal. Will have to study more. The point here, I think, is that the highway I recently spotted a bee with extended wings on, which I believe is Hucka Doobie once more or the equivalent thereof, goes through Honeystreet, and it indeed was The Barge where I started my “journey” up 45 (highway #) to reach this Hucka Doobie. Bees are of course attracted to honey.

3 Crop Circles at Honeystreet : 26th June & 2 on the 4th of July

The entire hamlet of Honeystreet is pictured on the upper left here (reversed from the photo before this). All three circles from the summer of 2011 are very close to The Barge indeed.

Michael Glickman’s very interesting post about the largest of these 3 Honeystreet circles, which he calls The Lobsters:

http://www.michaelglickmanoncropcircles.com/blog/the-lobsters-of-honey-street/

It seems to speak about the confusion between hoaxed and legitimate crop circles. The Lobsters represents a controversial formation in this way.

And then there’s this newer post from Glickman’s blog describing what he believes is a related crop circle appearing at almost the same time as The Lobsters… another rare multi-step formation.

http://www.michaelglickmanoncropcircles.com/blog/lifting-the-lid-on-milk-hill/

Just to note: “The Lobsters of Honey Street” is the first post of Michael’s new-ish blog, which I plan to pay close attention to in the coming year.

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“WAIT… I’ve been DUPED!!”

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December 15, 2012 · 8:38 am

Hucka Doobie Real Life Sighting

Alton Barnes, UK.

Compare: (the bee above was found on the road just to the right of where the bee/beehive crop circle below formed in June 2004)

Also: Compare the current sighting with this one from January 2011.

http://www.greatdreams.com/crop/bee/bee.htm

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Hucka Doobie Real Life Sighting 02

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December 6, 2012 · 7:31 am

The…

… emptying of the X-Spot Gallery will come soon, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Not soon enough.

bb:

Oh really?

Hucka D.:

Knock wishes to talk.

Knock:

I see you found “Imaginary Man”. I am.

bb:

Very nice song, Knock.

Knock:

We must approach the table soon. Can you see?

bb:

Not sure.

Knock:

You saw me inside the 3333 circle. In the future. We will walk together more there. Beyond the Red 7.*

bb:

I think you also like the Residents… secretly.

Knock:

I like them because they help defuse the Beatles hoax… legend I mean (smiles).

bb:

Do you know the mystery of the Paul is Dead hoax?

Knock:

The solution you mean? It’s within the Village Green.

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bb:

What is the 3333?

Knock:

The future. Future City future.

Hucka D.:

He[ Knock] will return. He will be your Aid. Slowly you will move toward the center, toward the cairn. He will enter and you will not. Then you will see. 4th.

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* Knock is referencing my experience walking around the Supersity sacred hoop this past Sunday, interesting for certain. I’ve been dwelling on some work related stuff recently after hours, and not in an altogether good way. I was dwelling when I visited the hoop for instance. I decided to start chanting 2233 while walking clockwise just outside the rock circle of the hoop in an attempt to mute these chains of thoughts. I shortly got the impression that 2233 was opening up the past inside the hoop or circle. 2233 was the Baker Blinker Blog in the past now (this blog contains exactly 2233 posts), and through it, toward the center, I could see further into the past. In a way the central cairn is 1Pink, the largest carcass. So then I reversed my direction around the sacred hoop and instead chanted 3333. My impression is that this opened the future, in correspondence with me calling this place the Future City beforehand. The future is the Frank and Herman Einstein Blog beyond the Baker Blinker Blog, beyond the 2233. The circle of rocks represents at least the beginning posts of the blog, in line with the 80 post piece of art found nearby. The center of the *3333* circle is probably death or exit, but more than that — the totality of the soul in the 4 directions. It is the endpoint of the soul itself. So the past leads to condensing the energy of the totality into a microcosm, which is the Baker Blinker Blog; which is Second Life as well. 3333 is beyond the microcosm and into the Greater Whole. The circumference of rocks around the cairn is the *present*… I am in the Frank and Herman Einstein Blog now but it has just begun, really. The whole 2233-3333 walk reminded me of a figure 8, with the upper circle the past and the lower circle the future. But it’s also a kind of mobius figure 8 if so. You need both past (where you came from) and future (where you’re going), but it’s all viewed from the perspective of the present — where you are standing or walking or whatever *right now*.

Supersity 02

(continued from Supersity 01)

The medicine wheel/sacred hoop located just above the Supersity rocks at the end of a dead end dirt road contains two main parts: a circumference marked by 51 “ground” rocks (some with additional rocks on top) and a central configuration (cairn) containing about 10 more rocks. I prefer the term sacred hoop for this set-up, as there are no “spokes” of sorts connecting inner and outer rocks. The crystalinks article on the Indian medicine wheel has this to say:

Medicine wheels were constructed by laying stones in a particular pattern on the ground. Most medicine wheels follow the basic pattern of having a center cairn of stones, and surrounding that would be an outer ring of stones, then there would be “spokes”, or lines of rocks, coming out the cairn.

Almost all medicine wheels would have at least two of the three elements mentioned above (the center cairn, the outer ring, and the spokes), but beyond that there were many variations on this basic design, and every wheel found has been unique and has had its own style and eccentricities.

In the case of our Supersity medicine wheel or sacred hoop, we also have each of the 4 cardinal directions on the outer circle — east, west, north and south — delinated or accented by rocks on top of rocks, ribbons, or, as in the case below, by a bird feather, perhaps an eagle’s feather.

Here we have the central cairn of stones containing a number of interesting items, including 3 conjoined ribbons colored red, green and blue — actually more of a magenta, cyan, and indigo respectively in looking at the picture again (hard to tell the exact hue because of the shadows, though). These are the same type of ribbons that we find amongst the outer rocks.

Zooming into the cairn reveals a niche next to the pinned ribbons harboring a US quarter with a Hawaiian seal on the reverse side (reverse side up), a pink cluster of crystals, exact nature unknown for now, and some partially burned plant incense, also of unknown type. It almost appears to be fungii (?)

Let’s move back to the circumference of rocks and the 4 marked directions. I don’t carry a compass while hiking, so I’m not sure what each direction would be — if they are aligned in this way. But we can certainly guess that these 4 cardinal directions are implied, for the markings follow the traditional coloring for medicine wheels, or white…

… red…

… and then this feather already pictured above substituting for a black ribbon, which we’ll talk about more below. And when I returned the following week, there was a yellow ribbon pinned by rocks marking the last cardinal direction, although I didn’t take a picture of it during this particular visit. It would lie on the far side of the circle in the picture below, or opposite the feather in the foreground pictured at the first of this post.

So compare here for the markings of a traditional medicine wheel.

The above picture of the Supersity sacred hoop would then correspond directly with the following arrangement of colors (which, although usually red, yellow, black and white, varied in exact placement in respect to each other):

Below we have some details of other rocks in the same area as the Supersity sacred hoop but not a part of the hoop itself.

And now we return to the black ribbon, which as you can see by the picture below has either been placed outside the circumference of rocks for some purpose by its makers, or dislodged from an original placement within these rocks, which would logically be where the feather is on the near side of the circle (see 1st picture in this post). Interesting questions arise either way.

I would return to the Supersity Sacred Hoop both days of the following weekend so I’ll save more speculation of that amazing find for future posts (!).

It was a chilly but sunny day for Frank Park exploring.

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November 26, 2012 · 8:44 am

Supersity 01

“What a find!” I thought at the time. A Supersity indeed. It was rather large rocks below another (flat) platform area on a ridge I am fond of focusing on during my trips around Frank and Herman Parks this Fall. But just later on, I realized this was a “mere” substitute for what the Mossmen planned as an actual “super city”, building up from the location of a nearby old fort.

A gathering of white-ish rocks from the platform area mentioned above. I suppose you could classify this as another small rock art event, or part of one.

Hard to see from this photo, but the rocks pictured at the beginning of this post are dead center, and seemed to be aligned (yet more alignments!) with a type of path leading toward them starting from an opposite ridge.

But now we move into several photos from the *real* location of Supersity in all likelihood, and I promise to go back asap for more snapshots this weekend. This “X” marked on a rock drew my attention and I decided to chronicle its seeming oddity, which appears to be man-made. X marks the spot, after all..

There are two main groups of rocks in Supersity, the above shot coming from the higher of the two and the below picture that of a prominent jutting rock in the lower group. Supersity itself lies just beyond the northern boundary of Frank Park, and thus in unprotected regions, susceptible to future development. In several ways this reminds me of Mocksity from the Baker Blinker Blog, similarly in a rock cluster and lying just beyond the harboring areas of Frank Park, again to the north. And it’s rumoured that famed mossman Gene Fade was a resident of *both* burgs, which seems super important, blog-wise. Fade dwelt more in the lower part of Supersity, or in the cultural zone existing atop an extensive (to the toy avatars) fissure cave system. By this point in his life, Fade was a rather full blown artist, and here met fellow artisan Karoz Blogger, a faceter and also polisher of gems.

This is a Supersity fissure cave, but from the upper group of rocks, more a militant enclave. The rock this fissure is found is called Protector Rock by the people of Supersity, perhaps in step with the militia type it helps to shelter. Again, I’ll get more pictures asap.

Little people certainly existed in this long passageway at some point, but my feeling is that they are toy avatars themselves, probably mossmen. So what that implies is there were 2 groups of mossmen forming Supersity as a whole, the artist types and the military or more rules governed types, the latter a carryover from the old fort days. But that’s not to say the upper rocks lacked culture; it’s just that wasn’t the primary focus, unlike the lower rock dwellers (like Karoz and Gene Fade).

And now we move to *Future City*. When I returned home, I discovered that what I shockingly found at the end of a dead end dirt road just above the Supersity rocks is called a sacred hoop, a variation of an Indian medicine wheel. Details of what this is can be found through links I’ve already provided in this post below.

We’ll take a look at the details of this particular sacred hoop in Supersity 02

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November 25, 2012 · 10:11 pm

Sacred Hoop/Mending

http://www.crystalinks.com/medicinewheel.html

http://www.arthuryoung.com/hummox.html

http://www.sun-wheel-magick.com/Hopi-myth.html

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November 16, 2012 · 5:29 am

Equation

Welp, the X-Spot Gallery, SoSo Village and side galleries such as the Tower of TILE and Sink Lair are now open (!). Teleport is found in the heart of SoSo Village, and I’ll provide the SLurl in the “My Virtual Galleries/Temples” page asap (link found at top of blog).

Hucka D.:

What now, then?

bb:

Hi Hucka. Well, guess I’ll play around with my 530-540 prims I have left in the sky.

Hucka D.:

You had a good Jeogeot run. This is *toward* the end but very satisfying. You can always go back in time to establish a Jeogeot art. You can talk to Chilbo people more, then. Chilbo isn’t dead, but the metaverse went thataway (points behind me).

bb:

Yeah, I guess I just sponged off that energy for a while.

Hucka D.:

Sunklands is yours, though. You earned it. Paradise in Big Sink. Can still happen, but you’ll have to go back into the past. Measure everything out — make sure you can re-create it.

bb:

Sinkology may be important. That could be [another] domain name.

Hucka D.:

The direct resonance of Jeogeot with Wazob in the [blog] selection you’re reading is important. Also becomes 1:1 with SID’s 1st Oz at the same time. Jeogeot is SID is Wazob is Jeogeot.

bb:

Finding and understanding Yeot helped pull me out to see the whole picture[ of Jeogeot]. Sampson’s Stones may be a portal back into the Lake District.

Hucka D.:

Keep reading.

bb:

Thanks.

And then…

Crabwood.

http://www.lucypringle.co.uk/articles/crabwood/

The lay in the `Alien` was one I had seen only once before, in the Chilbolton `Face` of 2001; it seemed as though the flattened, swirled crop around each standing tuft had been laid individually. A task that would surely be beyond the ability of man during the short hours of darkness at this time of year? None of the stalks were broken in either formation; they were bent at the base.

Whether the origin of the formation is of man or of a complex, discarnate energy as yet unknown to man, it is most impressive in every respect. It would appear that, if man made, a technology was used that is unknown to all but a few selected people.

In the photographs the formation appear in the positive, whereas previously, apart from the 2001 Chilboton event, the large majority of events have been in the negative (i.e. in this instance, the standing crop has determined the pattern rather than the fallen crop). It is the subtle shadowing of the standing wheat that creates the image of the face.

Also another similar aspect is that the meaning of this formation is completely unambiguous. It is the face of an extraterrestrial, no more, no less; no other possible interpretation.

One noticeable aspect of the dish was that there no evidence of a single seed head missing from any of the standing clumps of wheat inside the circular shape . In order to construct a circle, it is likely that a person would stand at a central point holding a rope and his accomplice would hold the other end of the rope whilst describing the perimeter of the circle. In ripened crop, when the seed heads are heavy and hanging down against the stem, they are very fragile and any movement of a tightened rope stretching across the standing wheat will catch against the seed heads, flicking them off as it passes. I examined the circular dish minutely and did not find a single wheat stalk with a missing head.

The lay in the circular dish was totally different to that in the face of the `Alien`, which was more traditional in construction.

Often I experience `gut` energies when entering a formation. In the `Alien` the energy, like the Chilbolton `Face` was one that was new to me and one that I did not understand. Not uncomfortable, not welcoming but `mechanical and technical and strangely sterile`.