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Great Green

Karoz after crafting the 32 prim fuchsia diamond and accompanying ring for Gene Fade, retreats back to the Great Green, which is Green Streams all, both the ones in NC and KY and also the one in WY. Karoz is the same as Klutzy Kamper, or they are directly related (cousins once more?). Klutzy has been working with me for all the time I’ve been involved in SL. Not surprising, then, that he surfaces within through this character. Just today I found out he will definitely be leaving next month. I’ll probably never see him again — very doubtful. Why does a soul choose to live with a debility? I’m guessing: young soul, like a lot of Amereca is. Brazil and Peru are not united as another Amereca to them. Trapped, Karoz is in this way from South Amereca as much as North Amereca… it is in his color, his skin, his *essence* (moss). He sees himself as SoSo (Moss and SoSo next to each other in Mississippi). Green River, Wyoming is the Great Green to him. It is where we separate and also conjoin — many in one and one in many.*

Losing Klutzy.

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2011/05/07/vile-hole/

The hole is vile because you are in it, upside down. That is what you fear.

bb:

Yes.

Hucka D.:

That is what you fear.

bb:

The Green. The Hole.

Hucka D.:

Not a hole any longer. That’s what Klutzy did for you. Shifted attention. Away from you. Away from the Hole. Green. Hole.

bb:

The Hole has turned whole — Greater Green. He has returned to The Stream.

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Gene Fade won a [2 year] grant. Created Karoz [in His Second Lyfe], a son figure. Karoz trapped in Big Schwa side of Big E, unable to reach Granddaddy Mtn. But he did show up in Supersity, a *fort* after all (Karoz was fascinated with forts — is fascinated, because he is not dead). Culture in the Fort, however, caused by Gene Fade. Love affair [w/ Queen]. Hole not exposed but filled in. Green Hole.
This is just an attempt to balance sex-drugs-rocknroll by Gene.

Karoz loved Granddaddy and wished to stay close to him. In a way this could be Blue Feather Douglas, father of Gypsy Purse, mother of Karoz Blogger. Ol’ Blogg’n Blogger. But then Sapphire became the mother of Karoz, as Gypsy Purse apparently handed him over to her at some point in our story. Our Second Lyfe Story.

Karoz supposedly threw the fuchsia diamond into the 32 sim Korean Channel as a youth, or when he was Sapphire’s precious Aquamarine and not yet rebellious Aqua Teen. How did he recover it? I think Hucka wants to say he re-created it. 32 prims — 32 tiles. He had something precious and he threw it away. Rebel. Now he desires to re-create and does at Supersity. Head toward the Great Green, which is probably back to Green Stream in trifold manner. Karoz turned Rebel when LL passed through Noru(m) and moved away from Sapphire and the House of Truth to the house which was the same as his grandparent’s home [o’ Fibs] back in Yeot. At this time he loses contact with Sapphire, or moves away from her physically and psychologically both. He welds with the Linden grid. He forgets his past in Chilbol, when Norum was over Chilbol and not visa versa.

Karoz involved in Ar-tis-try of jewel faceting.

Karoz may have become entrapped in Jeogeot through the Gray (Jeogeot) Rock of Whitehead Crossing, the original one thing on top of another thing. Multitasking baffled him. The Gray Rock became the same as the Circle of Norum, or entrapment in the Big Schwa side of the Big E (to Baker Bloch). There is no other male constant throughout the history of the Baker Blinker Blog, so Karoz must be Klutzy in a strong way.

Karoz was suppose to be involved in the exploration of Rubidoo on Granddaddy Mtn. but forgot his mission through entrapment in His Second Lyfe. Rubido is assoc. with Roubideaux at Glacier National Park. Link is Grizzly village, and Egan var. of Grizzly in maps and Egan as Second Life sim where “Ben Wuz Here” was written. Closing the triangle is Ben as a famous grizzly (Gentle Ben).

Peter SoSo and Karoz were together in Crabwoo because Karoz thought he *was* SoSo, like someone thinking he is a heir to a castle but seeming to deceive others but also just himself. Self illusion. Self not developed.

http://downtonabbey.wikia.com/wiki/Patrick_Crawley

In 1918, Major “Patrick Gordon”, a member of the Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry, made a request to stay at the convalescent home at the Downton Abbey because he claims to be related to the Crawley family. Major Gordon then claims to be Patrick Crawley. He says he survived the Titanic sinking but developed amnesia and took his new surname from a bottle of gin. It is impossible to recognize Major Gordon as Patrick Crawley as his face was severely burned during the Battle of Passchendaele. Gordon does convince Lady Edith by relating experiences in Downton, but decides to leave, rather than commit to his (almost certainly false) claim. It is suggested by the Earl’s solicitor, George Murray, that a Peter Gordon might have worked with the real Patrick Crawley at the Foreign Office, which would explain how he knew some of the private details of the Earl’s family.

Karoz was a deceiver, but perhaps not even on purpose. Wanted to be SoSo — Peter SoSo. Red 7 (possession)?


The Moon.

The First Battle of Passchendaele, on 12 October was another Allied attempt to gain ground around Passchendaele. The heavy rain and mud again made movement difficult and little artillery could be brought closer to the front. Allied troops were exhausted and morale had fallen. After a modest British advance German counter-attacks recovered most of lost ground opposite Passchendaele.[127] There were 13,000 Allied casualties, including 2,735 New Zealanders, 845 of whom were either dead or wounded and stranded in the mud of no-man’s-land. In lives lost in a day, this is the blackest day in New Zealand history.

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Like Klutzy Peter SoSo was the candidate chosen [to lead the Sunklands Initiative centered around Pudding *Hole*]. Karoz was with Peter in Sunklands as a jeweler, created the 32 prim diamond there according to stories told.

Peter is Pierre is me, hid behind baker b. as Level 3 is hid behind Level 2. Billfork [shield]. Lemon brought in the Bill.

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http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2010/06/29/odder-thoughts-well-just-more-thoughts/

Gene Fade is the user behind Bracket Jupiter. A key link: both are from Jupiter, Bracket from the actual planet, and Gene Fade, aka “Mossman”, from Jupiter Rock, named so because of the presence of a large red “spot” on its surface.

Hucka D.:

So you found that part out as well now. You are moving quite fast lately!

bb:

Making up time for not having the best of computers to explore Second Life for so long, Hucka D. Not a problem now, especially in contrast to before.

Hucka D.:

With new abilities comes new problems. What does it mean that Gene Fade is the user of Bracket Jupiter? What are the implications?

bb:

Not sure. Oh, and Karoz, described mainly as Gene Fade’s son, created the fuchsia diamond as a wedding present for the King and Queen — King being the same as Bracket Jupiter here. Another “red spot” of sorts. You use to be able to see the fuchsia diamond as a reddish colored dot on the map of the Heatherwood sim.

Hucka D.:

Karoz was trained to be a jeweler, and then recruited by Bracket Jupiter or The King for this purpose, yes. But there was more.

bb:

Karoz was also the avatar of Gene Fade?

Hucka D.:

*Yes*. They had the same user. Two different stories; fused ending. Fuchsia.

bb:

We only have about 2 1/2 more years to wrap all this up, Hucka D. (laughs).

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http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2009/05/27/loose-thoughts-chatting-6/

Karoz takes Ruuster to Rubidoo on Granddaddy Mtn. Grassy is the link between you and Klutzy Kamper still. You still have a link. But the Appalachian Trail is beyond you, he thinks. He is naive. He is still a child.

bb:

That’s hard to take.

Hucka D.:

You are as well.

bb:

But I’m an older child.

Hucka D.:

True enough. You are an artist child. You know what you need to do now. That makes it worse in ways.

bb:

So… R110, Hucka D. Karoz was a part of this secret organization to eliminate or else tame the Linden Grid.

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As well as Karoz, Klutzy is also directly connected to Esbum Michigan as described in this rather early Baker Blinker Blog post…

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/kinda-freaky/

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* Pertinent link?:
http://www.livingwithsoul.com/being-an-old-soul.htm

Our challenge is that we live in a world defined predominantly by Baby, Young, and Mature Souls. Because Baby Souls need rules & regulations, structures, direction, “authorities” and frameworks within which to live, they create them and impose them on everyone. If they think having a nude beach is disgusting and perverted, they figure it should be disgusting and perverted for everyone, so rather than just leave us alone and not go there, they ban it. Or they get the Young Soul lawmakers to ban it, who will because they’re sporting the latest Gucci swimwear and don’t need a nude beach.
Likewise, Old Souls see nothing wrong with being gay, but the idea terrifies Baby Souls, who pull out their Bibles and quote scriptures at the poor gays, who just want to be left alone. Their hit list is endless-pot, abortion, euthanasia, smoking. For every freedom, there’s a law limiting it, and more laws pour out from the Baby Souls every day. The problem is that Baby Souls are so sure they are right, that they think they’re right for us, too.
It’s not easy being a Baby Soul, though. No glorious sex out in the open air; it’s in the dark with pajamas on. And if the rulebook doesn’t cover a situation, they must find an older soul for guidance. Their greatest constraint comes with religion, as witnessed by Baby Souls Jerry Fallwell, Oral Roberts and Jimmy Swaggart. (According to the Michael entity, Jim and Tammy Fae Bakker are first level Young Souls still operating as Baby Souls.)

THEN THIS (!!):

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Tomorrow…

… should be able to catch up with most blog posts, except the 2 Jeogeot through Art and Word posts perhaps. JTA&W of the Blue Feather Gallery was a turning point.

Hucka D.:

We better get to Supersity. Mossmen used it as a fort. Only later did the arsty crowd set in. Like concrete. ‘

bb:

The two rock sets were very different. Cast in different ways.

Hucka D.:

You *will* go back. This weekend. Take the toys. Take the train. Figure out what happened and happens at Supersity. And then visit the replacement city to Supersity, the newer Supersity. Supersity, the original version, was a fort. Period.

bb:

Another thing I thought about was registering the art pieces I’ve found so far, the rock art. There’s the Dongoba temple complex of NORRIS, then the running fence project and also now the sacred hoop of Frank Park. This would be found art, not art I created myself. Examples of the latter would be Billfork and more recently Lion’s Roar. Pietmond is an extension of Lion’s Roar more than anything. Must figure out what to explore before the stupid snow sets in. Like concrete.

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Each found art work I mentioned above is very different from the next, although all involve rocks. Dongoba represents temples of stacked rocks arranged in an open woods setting, Supersity Hoop is a circle of rocks with a central temple (more like the Dongoba temples) but adding in extra material like colored ribbon and coins and beads. Running Fence is rocks propped atop 80 fence posts running along a path, which is also an old road, sometimes a single rock but sometimes stacked 2, 3, 4, or more high. Supersity Hoop, the projected site of the Mossmen’s hoped for Future City (hooped for?), is a circle, in contrast to the linear “80 Posts”. Supersity Hoop, unlike the others, is also unprotected by Frank or Herman Park, although it lies just beyond a northern border of the former.

Oh, and another thing: Supersity is where Gene Fade fell in love (!) He was from Jupiter — Jupiter Rock — just like Bracket Jupiter, then. The correspondence to his queen would live at the upper rock of Supersity, and he would be one of the artisans of the lower rock complex. These are like the two Comma Islands, then. A hole exists in the middle between them, a kind of demilitarized zone. The Queen was part of the military, and had loyalty there. Gene Fade then became King of Supersity by marrying the Queen. Somehow Karoz was born of all this, in Second Life. My Second Lyfe. Karoz, alternatively, was the jeweler who made the Queen’s fuchsia stoned wedding ring. “You are a queer lot,” he might say to Karoz in Supersity. “Are you impaired in some way?” Karoz knew he wasn’t. Trouble is he was. He was limited by the Big Schwa of Jeogeot. But he had knowledge of this “E” somehow… he had been given it in the past. Maybe it fell out of his pocket while he was talking to Fade. Fade found it, anyway, and asked: “What is this old man?” “Old chap?” “I am going to move back to Green,” Karoz said in return. “You can have it. It was given to me by someone I am leaving now. I don’t know what it is.” “But Karoz,” Gene Fade replied to him, “you have received a gift — someone wanted you to have this as a memory. “I have a larger version in my humble dwelling unit,” Karoz said back. “Would you like to see *it*?” “I’ve never been inside a slave’s quarters,” Gene then said. “But I’ve never been invited inside.” Karoz knew he was a jeweler and he was going to be the best at it. He was striving for perfection. It was a secret vanity. He would make the perfect ring for Gene Fade and his wife The Queen. “I am not allowed to meet The Queen,” Karoz said. “No,” responded Fade. “No… you won’t know her.”

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“It is a good work, Karoz. You have done well.” He was looking over the fuchsia diamond, turning it around with his fingers to examine the facets. “I am pleased, your highness,” responded Karoz. He beamed.

—–

bb:

He moved to Green before the collapse of Supersity.

Hucka D.:

No. Supersity survived, even though he didn’t think it would. Supersity had a number of more years in it. But Karoz needed to leave. The Big Schwa.

bb:

Interesting. Thank you.

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We…

… better talk, Hucka D. After all, it’s not every day you find a Super City (smiles).

Hucka D.:

Mossmen were there[ indeed]. Cultural Center and Military Center. Jutting rock near top was called The Protector — this was the military base. Rock with caves was the cultural center. Together they formed a Supersity. Supersity it was[ indeed again].

bb:

Was the sacred hoop at the top of the rocks also present in Supersity?

Hucka D.:

Yes indeed again and again once more indeedy. (pause)

bb:

The sacred hoop was there first??

Hucka D.:

Ummm.

bb:

Both? Before and after I mean?

Hucka D.:

You must rebuild Supersity and find out. Not the new Supersity as much as the old. The Mossmen moved to the new one after The Fall. Fall is almost over, however.

bb:

I suppose the sacred hoop holds specific clues to the Mossmen’s culture and art and history.

Hucka D.:

Mossmen were at the *center*. Humans all around, but Mossmen were green[ and in the middle].

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Hucka D.:

It’s not that the protectors lacked culture. It was that it wasn’t their focus. But the cultural ones needed protection, see.

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http://www.artsjournal.com/slippeddisc/2012/08/just-in-romney-says-hell-kill-arts-funding.html

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“They had to abandon Supersity because it was just beyond[ north of] the protectate limits[ Frank Park boundaries]. So they moved their operations in that area west.”

bb:

Was it a *fort*, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

Yes and no. Half fort, half arts center. The arts center came later. Developed from art seed money provided by a central government. Before this, that part of Supersity was a dangerous spot. Romney has it wrong… had it wrong. We sent Sandy to make sure the right man in the right place. Right?

bb:

Suppose. But, oh yes, as far as the right man being in place now. (super smile)

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“Supersity was cut off[ from Frank Park]. Like Romney would have cut off arts funding from the government had he been elected. It is one and same.”

Hucka D.:

Someone in the past made that decision[ about the Frank Park line]. Someone in the present made the decision to build that road, that dead end road. Someone newer made the decision to build the sacred hoop. The sacred hoop heals by moving all toward a center again. This center is the mossman culture. Mossmen restored. They just had to move a bit west.

bb:

It wasn’t the same[ though].

Hucka D.:

Not really.

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“We can protect that small part, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

How?

bb:

Toy avatars. Marble[ races]. We can move it and revitalize.

Hucka D.:

Retrace[ you mean]. You can’t really re-create what happened there before. But, yes, a door has been opened. The sacred hoop opened the door to the past. The creators of the sacred hoop weren’t exactly conscious of this but that’s what they did. The sacred hoop is right at the top of the rocks, at the top of Supersity or what was once called this. You have a door, a window at least, into the past. You can see back again. This is a very valuable place, then. You must take advantage as you can.

bb:

Maybe the Mossmen knew about the X-Spot Gallery of Pietmond. Maybe that’s what that X on the rock in the upper section of Supersity meant… means?

Hucka D.:

That is *their* window to the *future*. Future City.

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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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Return to Gene Fade’s Mtn. 02

So following up on last week’s visit to Gene Fade’s Mtn., I returned again this past Saturday for more hiking and pictures and overall fun. Below is a pipe tunnel under an exit ramp from The Way, at the edge of a tiny memorial park where I parked my car.

Within the same tiny park: some rock stairs on either side of a creek running laterally through it, as yet unnamed by me.

Just up a ridge on the other side of the road from here exists the birthplace of famed mossman actor Gene Fade, known for being a 2nd wheel in all those Salad Bar Jack action adventure flicks to Salad Bar himself (played by Grassy Knoll of course). The village is called Jupiter’s Rock or Jupiter Rock or just Jupiter, I suppose, with a central or “downtown” area probably existing on or next to this rock shelf.

And here’s the red mark on the Jupiter Rock itself just around the corner, which reminded pioneer mossman settlers of Jupiter’s red spot that they could actually see with their powerful, naked eye vision. So the legend goes.

On the next ridge south and then uphill exists the Weaving Place that I visited last week as well. This time I brought the fabled Bee’s Line itself, originally laid out in Kentucky in the 4 Valley Regions of neighboring Herman Park. My plan was to weave the line between 2 trees here to assess further potential overlaps and meanings of the markings I made previously at Kentucky. Well, the line was incredibly easy to tangle, and although I managed a weave of sort, I didn’t feel that it produced any real meaning this day. Below is a picture of the futile effort; I just decided to slide the string down on the trunks I wrapped it around so that deer wouldn’t trip over it.

From the Weaving Place — which I might rename in light of the inability to actually weave the Bee Line here in any successful way — it was a fairly sharp descent through the open woods to the trail on the northern side of the mountain, also traversed this past weekend. Having failed with my weaving project just up the hill, my fantasy inclined attention instead focused on the queer rock art found all along about 800 feet of this trail, or what I now consider to be a true outsider art piece probably on pair with even Dongoba’s profound rock temples discovered in late 2011.

I recounted the involved fence posts today, and found they numbered 80 and not the 81 or 82 I thought the previous weekend. But it was only in the middle of the night after I returned home that Hucka D. helped me understand this: at the time I first came upon this running fence art project of 80 posts the previous Sunday, the Frank and Herman Einstein! Blog also contained exactly 80 posts as well, blog posts in this case. Since the fence was so strongly highlighted by topping rock or rocks (about 60 of the 80 posts had such rocks), I knew the blog and this art piece made a one-to-one fusion of some psychic kind. As I wrote a syncher friend soon after this discovery, my short and crazy conclusion was that as the blog was about highlighing Frank Park, now Frank Park was highlighting the blog back in its own way (!!) Bizarre.

Post #1 of 80 is pictured below.

More post examples.

Looking the other way from the fence toward a stupid development diseasing a mountaintop in the distance.

Right to left below, we have posts 61, 62, and 63, with 1, 2, and 3 topping rocks respectively. Overall I feel there is a vague internal match between fence posts and blog posts, but nothing pinpoint synchy as yet. Still examining… and this 1-2-3 surface resonance could be a gateway into deeper connections, for example.

The 80th and final post.

I also couldn’t help but notice that the 5 lines made by the fence wires going across the posts echo the look of the Bee’s Line weaving I attempted at the Weaving Place just above this, especially before I lowered the involved string to the ground.

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Return to Gene Fade’s Mtn.

I’ll have pictures soon from my return trip to Gene Fade’s Mtn., following up on the first from this year occurring last Sunday and described in this recent post. Preliminary thoughts: There are 2 prominent flats or gaps on the east side of the mtn., similar enough in visual qualities to cause confusion during Gene Fade’s stay there, as he recalls. I believe I’ll call them Logap and Higap for now, for Higap indeed is about 100 feet higher than Logap at least, and maybe up to about 150 feet higher. Jupiter Rock, where Gene Fade was raised, exists on the ridge extended from Logap to the east, creating its own miniature peak. In my hike from last week, I entirely missed Logap, and also Jupiter Rock.

Today at *Higap* I also attempted to unwind the *Bee Line* created in Byng’s Kentucky during October. Well… interesting experiment but really no clear success gained except for a learning lesson. The approx. 65 yard string was extremely easy to tangle up, and that composed the bulk of the problem. I simply left the string up there, and will attempt to make a fresh one in Kentucky probably this coming spring.

Having “failed” at this task, my attention instead focused on the running fence art project also discovered this past Sunday, made up of 80 posts (# I checked today) running through a more forested part of a popular trail on the north side of Gene Fade’s Mtn. There is a very good chance this art piece, as I’m inclined to call it, relays more about the mossmen culture that use to inhabit the area (still does?) and perhaps the life of mossman Gene Fade in particular. Is *this* instead the true Bee Line (Gene Fade’s life thread), or a substitution thereof? I have a feeling it is related but not exactly the same. Wonder if Hucka D. has any thoughts about this?

Hucka D.:

My cue, eh?

bb:

Hi Hucka D. Thanks for showing up tonight.

Hucka D.:

Your time is limited[ at your computer]. I’m here to help. What was the question?

bb:

I was wondering about the running fence project at Gene Fade’s Mtn.

Hucka D.:

Oh *that*. Yes, that was a mossman project. A coded message for ya. Have you figured it out yet? Have you counted the posts yet?

bb:

Yes. There are 80.

Hucka D.:

How many posts are there in the Frank Herman Einstein blog now?

bb:

Lemme check (pause to check). Looks like there are 84, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

So this one we’re speaking in is 84. Where’s 80? Hard for me to crane my neck that far, hehe.

bb:

Let’s see… the 80th post would be the one just before the original post on Gene Fade’s Mtn. from last Sunday, Hucka D. Then the 80th post of the running fence project is actually displayed in the 81st post of this blog.

Hucka D.:

But at the time you thought it *was* the 81st post, because you counted wrong. So the 81st and last post, or what you thought was the 81st and last post of this running fence project as you call it, was displayed in the 81st post of this blog, the last one at the time as well, since the newest post is always the last. So the running fence project is this blog itself. Simple enough on the surface.

bb:

What would be the reason for this?

Hucka D.:

The woods are telling you that they know about your blog. And approve. Frank and Herman Parks know about Frank and Herman Einstein. (pause) Einstein.

bb:

Maybe. Extraordinary if so.

Hucka D.:

It’s SoSo so.

bb:

If so — SoSo so (smiles) — then I wonder if there’s more devil in the detail to this one. What if the rocks on the posts tell a larger story about the blog, relating metadata of some kind?

Hucka D.:

Take a look.

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bb:

Hmm, well I’m just going to have to keep that in mind when I return to the fence. I suppose I’ll go back this Sunday, then. Too weird a phenomenon not to (!)

Hucka D.:

Frank Park is talking to ya. Frank Park knows.

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bb:

So We Are At Tin… — this is also the 10th post of the F and H E Blog, Hucka D. Hucka? Anyway, I don’t think I did that on purpose. 11 posts in September, the blog’s first month. And this is 10th of 11. And *that* post talks of the last post of the Baker Blinker Blog, which is the 2233rd, also making a synchronicity with what Jamie and I were talking about then and he/she mentioning a 2233 composition of lion roar starts for the 4 Dark Side of the Rainbows. Er, but I think that’s involved. Traditionally Dark Side of the Rainbow involves 10 tracks of Dark Side of the Moon, and the 11th lies beyond. The 11th is the song about Tin S. Man, his theme track. 11 beyond 10.

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Gene Fade’s Mountain

I should have had at least 1 blog entry for this mountain in the Baker Blinker Blog but, as I remember, upon my last visit to this small mtn. almost a year ago now, I forgot to bring my camera. Didn’t forget today, but still not a whole bunch of pictures snapped, at least until I found another extended rock art piece (!). Don’t think this is the creation of noted rock artist Michael Too, as I call him on this blog and also the BB Blog, but very interesting nonetheless, and seemingly meaningful. But I’ll get to that in a minute-o.

Parked my car on a dirt road just off The Way, and hiked up some kind of old road to reach the site of the first picture below. Actually, just before this I examined a place on the other side of the road that *does* have an entry for it on my previous blog, a place I called Notherton there, and where mossman Gene Fade supposedly lived and worked at one time. Nothing new found there this fine, blue day, so I decided to focus on the mtn. across the road, which I’m temporarily calling Gene Fade’s Mtn. until I get a better name. For on the slopes of this mtn. is where Gene Fade was actually born, in a small village called Jupiter Rock. The below picture comes just uphill from this rock, but I was unable to reach Fade’s fabled birthplace this day because of blocking rhododendron. I’ll have to attempt another day, and believe me if I was off today and it was sunny instead of drizzly, I’d be wandering on Fade’s mtn. again for this and other reasons. As it is I’ll have to wait till at least Friday.

I’ve decided to call the spot on the mtn. below the Weaving Place, and it already has a story, as I pondered about it while walking around and around some of the pictured trees, actually making a circular track. I thought of Gene Fade’s life story, and how, at the end, perhaps he returned here to his homeland to somehow *weave* his life story around these trees in the same manner I was walking around them. I thought of Byng’s Bee Line as well, and how I should return to this ridge and unravel it between two of these trees. And that’s exactly what I might do in the near future (Friday again?). But back to Fade: somehow he wove his life around these trees in the same manner as you would weave a string around them again and again, as I plan to do apparently. This is a way to *record* a life, and my belief is that other mossmen did the same at this spot, hence the common name “The Weaving Place”, with the actual, “recording” event called “The Weaving” itself.

The Weaving Place is not far from the top of GF Mtn. On the opposite side of the peak, and about at the same elevation, comes another interesting, platform area where we have obvious evidence of human intervention in these woods. I don’t think this is a hunting spot, since hunting is illegal in Frank and Herman Parks (thankfully!). Instead, the hammock seems to indicate peaceful, leisure activity, as does a nearby rope with attached swing (not pictured). Did people climb trees here? At any rate, I think it was a camping site for certain.

Now to the rock art. Actually hiked halfway around the mtn. before this to return to the Weaving Place, and then decided to descend on the north side of the mtn. to a trail instead of just simply backtracking to the car from here. The additional effort paid off, as along almost all the trail I had to hike to get back to the car were fence posts with rocks balanced on top of them, sometimes one and often several. As I counted them off, there were about 82 posts, with only 20 without rocks, making a significant run. Of course it’s not on the same scope, but it reminds me of concept artist Christo’s Running Fence project set up in northern California during the mid-70s. But instead of the creation of a fence here, we have the accenting of such (topping rocks). This is another place I definitely plan to return to on my first decent weather day off. More pictures and details to come of this, then — I can’t help but think this is psychically connected to my ponderings about the life of Gene Fade and his “Weaving” on the ridge just above this.

Interesting “spirit” effect going on here. I remember the sun just coming out again as I snapped the picture of this more arrowhead-like topping rock.

Double posts, but only one with rocks on top of it.

As I returned to the car via a short cut through a meadow, I heard a metallic clicking in the distance. I quickly honed in on the source: this tag on a nearby power line poll with the number 162304 on it. Seemed significant as well, since these are all the numbers between 1 and 6 except 5, and I had just finished counting all the 81-82 posts in the fence art project described above.*

A final place visited before getting back in the car and heading home: perhaps the site of another mossman village atop a bank very near Notherton, and perhaps yet another stop in the life of Gene Fade.

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* Note: As mentioned in subsequent entries about this “art project”, the involved posts number 80 instead of 81 or 82.

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Brown/White

Resonances:

Whites Island and Browns Island:

Little Brown and Little White bottles of Lion’s Roar, just laid down on the ground in prep for Sandy, perhaps not to be set up again until the spring or later.

Bowers Island and Browns Island:

Also important, and points to Zircon (formerly Confederation), the central province of Wazob, which is also traditionally assoc. with the color brown as a whole; contains Brown and Bowers territories. I thought of Zircon when writing the little tale of Knock picking up Little Brown and becoming gigantic in the process (*Chuck* Laser is biggest basketball star of the Zircon Zappers). Like my “High Octave Story” set in Zircon. Charlie Brown is nicknamed Chuck in Peanuts.

Notice also these can translate to possessive words, like Brown’s, Bowers’, White’s. Means bottles own the islands?? Is this a message from the prostrated bottles themselves? Do they think they’re dead now?

But I found all this in looking at the area surrounding the only US Pallas (extreme left on map), which Poe’s Raven perched on all during his poem of the same name. Pallas=wisdom.

Also perhaps notable from map: Red Cross village found at mouth of a Mouse Creek, which also contains Urban upsteam. Also compared Lion’s Roar to cardboard city of 12 Oz Mouse just recently, and also Dead End Street unites the two (with a Little Green bottle at the end of it according to Knock, which actually doesn’t exist in Lion’s Roar, although you have a larger green bottle that he may actually have been referring to).

More:

Yards Mtn. as a whole as Pennsylvania, the location of the map containing the islands and Pallas above. Pennsylvania has also been strongly related to Herman’s Grave, similarly on Yards Mtn. and at the edge of a meadow. Specifically, the sw corner county of Greene.

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Lion’s Roar locations

Maps of Lion’s Roar. First Pot and Center Pot in the upper part are not shown — they lie in the direction beyond Rob E. Center and Door Pot, and like them act as supports for the passing rail.

The second identified way of town shown here: Side Way. It could represent the main business part of Lion’s Roar. Now to find some “people” to populate the town with. Anyone? (Believe me, they’re all clamoring!)

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Lion’s Roar 03

Another identified passageway or simply “way” of Lion’s Roar, intersecting the other way at right angles. I believe those two, smaller bottles in the foreground represent the only distinctly colored ones on the outside of the track from the wall, or brown (left) and white (right). Oops, my knee got into that picture.

A photo highlighting the natural rocks of Lion’s Roar, including a more interesting one between the two, flatter and plainer (planar?) ones containing several areas of white quartz. I’ll attempt to inventory all rocks and objects of Lion’s Roar asap.

Looking around a moss covered rock projection toward End Line, or the lower end of Lion’s Roar itself.

It was a good day.

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