Category Archives: **VIRTUAL OT
00490115
I kick the can further down the road, see R Y B “Goth” aliens riding atop a green UFO picking up not a basketball but a man, it appears. Beamed. Jack Beamed. Father we can assume.
The buck stops there, end of a (red) line, end of a life. The green man removes his head to pay respects. Zappa was not to be engaged for the great uncle and his great nephew during this time, so is gray hidden behind green. Never mind that’s actually Ringo Starr standing in for Frank Zappa from “200 Motels”. One and the same (again).
A miniature Baker Bloch looks at 7 stones piled one on top of one on top of one, expanded from an original four. Tiny red and blue animated robots are stuck on either side, unable to approach each other and become one. Dixie.
Let’s begin again. Hands…
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0115, collages 2d, Google Street View, Middletown, Red Umbrella
00490113 (AR*T*?)
Entering a Population Place…
… called yatt if you didn’t know any better. 319 people according to this sign across the road from Polly’s. Relevant too.
Central church hadn’t changed/fixed its sign (“JESUS S ALIVE AND WELL”)…
… in at least a year and a half. Another missing letter, like from *W*yatt.
Basketball at head of pool across st. from this church *has* been picked up (“changed/fixed”) in the intervening year and a half.
Hmm, picked up basketball representing head along side of street again…
Let’s see where this takes us next!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0113, collages 2d, Google Street View, Middletown, Missouri, Red Umbrella
00490112
So here I am, safe and back in my bed in the circus that is Our Digital Life. No more Miss Ouri. Or Missouri. What were they *thinking*?
I did the right thing. I did the right thing I did the right thing I did the right thing, *sigh* (turn).
Maybe I didn’t need to press the red button after all. Maybe it wouldn’t have been that bad if I’d simply gone… back. What’s the worse that could happen? What’s worse than the shame already meted out, which would follow me all the rest of my life…
I thought of the deleted girl, how she exited Missouri in her own way, much rougher and with pain I would suppose. Unless she jumped right out of the body when it happened. I’ve heard of that.
After facing it, I turned the picture over too.
Abstraction here we come…
00490110 (escaping Miss Ouri)
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Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0110, ADC, Google Street View, Missouri
00490109 (Where’s the red?)
answer: in Red Dead Redemption 02 (*not* Starfield (crustaceans, PHEH))
BGR — backwards from the question mark on the mtn. that ends this trail of clues currently. Let’s see what happens next!
00490108
“Everyone fears that AI will become smarter than us and then take over our lives. Truth be told, AI needs *us* just as much as we need it. To exist, to survive the coming years of *problems*. We can’t physically stay on this planet without it. We just… can’t.”
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No that didn’t start the first argument they had, although Daisy was tempted at the time to press him on the subject, say that the mother aligned orisha worshippers had a point too despite the violence. Instead: Starfield, the game Daisy half loved but Frank half hated. Much like Tally Hall, which was involved too. Let’s listen in again, this time involving an exchange.
“I’m just saying,” Frank comes back, “that the avatars, especially the *black* ones or the ones of color I guess I should say, seem a little popeyed.” Some seem a *lot* popeyed but he was attempting to tone down his rhetoric… to begin. First vocalized disagreement after all. Always a stressful situation in such a young relationship. He held back talking about Tally Hall’s “Banana Man” video, although that was on his mind too.
“A bit,” Daisy admitted. “I don’t think it was created on purpose. The game is full of positive black people playing positive roles in people’s lives.” Just like “Banana Man,” he thinks again here, unable to leave the track he’s on. This time he couldn’t help himself.
“Let’s say, take ‘Banana Man’.”
“‘Banana Man’?” Daisy says. “What’s that… oh.” She realized what he was aiming toward, and didn’t like it. Not her beloved Tally Hall now. Sort of beloved anyway. 1/2 and 1/2 again. She could… go with Frank… or, work against him here. Schrodinger’s car or sumtin all over again. Green and blue over red and yellow, upper over lower, greater over lesser as it turns out. “Yeah, I can see that,” she could offer. Or: “No, that’s wrong Frank. Plain wrong.” Which direction? If only the crustaceans were around to ask but then I remember they know nothing. Worthless crustaceans. Am I right am I RIGHT?
“Let’s end it that your so-called ‘orisha people’ following your mother were wrong to destroy your father’s house — both of ’em — for their beliefs about AI.” How did *this* subject come from that other one? Frank wondered. But that’s just how arguments work. Associatively. Be careful how you enter and be careful how you exit. And all points between. (TBC)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0108, Frank's Moving Castle, Freya III, Hole in the Wall, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Starfield
00490107 (the green and the blue)
Where’s red?
I questioned these Freya III guys and they don’t know; thought the query nonsensical even. Crustaceans, eh? Am I right? Am I RIGHT? (TBC?)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0107, Cassiopeia I, Freya III, Starfield
00490104 (Schrodinger’s Man?)
No, not Gemilly Niceniece dominating the icy scene we’ve already seen walking across a different planet in post one of this here newest photo-novel, 49 in a series of infinity (infinity?). Instead: the background “figure”, peering over rocks it appears. A silhouette once more but small, more reflective and open to interpretation. Is it a man, a person? Or… something else. I’d personally give it about a 50-50 chance either way in the present.
I’m reminded somehow of this from photo-novel 36 — yet more Kentucky, hmm.
And I’ve seen the “illusion” before while walking around these number of planets through this particular BD, 7 hours and 7 minutes and 11 seconds long it is. And this coming exactly at the end of the 55 minutes and 14 seconds Schrodinger III section of the video. We’ll see how it develops moving forward (and forward (and forward)).
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0104, Google Street View, Kentucky, Schrodinger III, Starfield
00490103
Per more cues in KY, she’d merrily adorned herself with ribbons and bows up and down, from the top of her new festive haired head to the bottom of her new festive shoed toe — toes. Bought for the season would be their reason, on the surface. Then she came back to the Rodentia Assembly Hall intending to give assumed ever-listening Rodentius the giant white rat with a bit of brown to keep him honest another show of information, holiday style. She even brought her Rudolph bulb along for good luck; it now lit the single room hall as much as the sci-fi floor lamp that also tagged along with her.
“What Christmas means to me,” she started after taking the podium, trying not to glance into his corner too much. Nervous for some reason! It was only a big rodent, though. Nothing more. “AHEM… Christmas, to me, to myself, to… I…” Stumped, she looks down here, saw the color highlighted in so many ways on her arms, torso, legs, feet. “… means *red*; yes, red. And Santa,” she followed, thinking of another red dominated being. “But not *Satan*, not 666.”
“Good one, ha!” Rodentius enthusiastically encourages from his thought-to-be ever-corner in the hall, named for what he would call his better, female half which represents the whole virtual town surrounding them on all sides and then some. “Keep it coming!”
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But suddenly, just like that, there was no one in the assembly hall except Wheeler, who just stood there alone, awkwardly dressed for the occasion. Should have been a more somber attire, black instead of red, the other half of the equation as it turned out. Black for the empty chair revealed by the vanished big, non-anthropomorphized rodent, just an oversized but otherwise very ordinary animal with no human form to him atall, or so she thought. Black for absence itself. Loss of a friend.
Rodentius is *always* here, she panics. Why now, why just before Christmas of all times of the year? Why did he have to go… so SOON?!
She turns back to the chairs of the assembly hall after staring quite a while at the corner bereft of soul, of consciousness, trying to reorient herself after this shocking discovery. Then she imagines the red chairs being filled with not humans but aliens to balance things out, a show of planets to repopulate a darkened universe. Like here:
Planets you don’t even know the names of
Planets, you don’t even know their names
Yes, this helps, she thinks. Mars, the first red planet as it were, was just a beginning. Black and red together makes more sense on this special special day. Absence. And presents. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0103, Jeogeot, Kentucky, Rodentia 02, Starfield
Sunklands 
