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Karoz 02

“So you went into the void sim to the immediate west of Mos Ainsley, then were kicked out as zero became one and ended up in Mos Ainsley instead.”

“You cannot stay in the void zone. You must return to One.”

“Tell me now this works? How is Mos Ainsley the moon to Jeogeot and how does it correlate to The Moon of Jeogeot?”

“There is a purse,” then says Karoz. “A Curse Purse. On an island. Grassy knoll nearby.”

Baker Bloch had a hunch. “Is this island the same as Muff-Bermingham?” Turns out he was correct.

—–

“Karoz, it is said that Journal 1, which may be the same as Old Mabel’s Journal *4*, is located on this Muff-Bermingham. You and Baker Blinker almost found it last November when being ordered there by Wheeler. But the great Green and White wars started on that island, er, planet.”

“Both,” Karoz clarified. “Space wars, yes. But not ‘Star Wars'”

“But this war also started here in Collagesity. When the Facets tried to forcefully get the Lucky sign from resistant Furry Karl, who then pulled out his Treeshooter, as he calls it. His gun.”

“We’re going on quite a tangent, but yes Baker Bloch. All that is correct, once more.”

—–

“Is Journal 1 the same as Journal 4?”

“You know it is (Baker Bloch).”

“Lucky, the village, is the same as the audiovisual synchronicity “Dark Side of the Rainbow.”

“You are telling the story, but, yes, as I understand it, they are the vesica piscus as one. Two Lucky villages, the circumference of the second is the center of the first. Unch lies on the circumference of the original, the one with the Lucky sign in its midst still. The second lacked the sign. The great robolution had already taken place. Treestock. ’68.”

“I don’t know what a lot of that means,” admits Baker Bloch.

“Neither do I.”

—–

“Back to Sapphire, Karoz.”

“Yes.”

“Hold on just a minute. Let’s order some coffee.”

“Sure.”

—–

“Tell me about your grandparents, Karoz.”

“You mean Sapphire’s mom and dad?”

“Yes. Do you have other grandparents? I guess on your father’s side, obviously.”

“Mossman. I am part or perhaps half moss. I know [delete name].”

“Interesting… forgot about that. Is Gene Fade your father?”

“Yes.”

“How did that work? I think I recall the Gypsies keeping him in a cellar for a play thing.”

“Haha. Yes. That was their story.”

“Such a hunk.”

“Haha.”

“Can you tell me more about the Mossmen, then, Karoz?”

“A bit. I wasn’t raised by Gene Fade, but he created me. He also created Bracket Jupiter, who was king of the Comma Islands.”

“So Gene Fade is a user. But he is a toy avatar as well.”

“He is both.” (pause)

“How can he be both?”

—–

“Back to Sapphire, Karoz.”

“*Yes* You are asking too many questions I simply can’t answer. Ask about Sapphire. The Gypsies and Gene will have to wait. Arab back to Baracuda (Karoz spells this out).

—–

Into the night they went. The Blue Feather restaurant and bar had long closed. Discussions were spiraling around the truth but perhaps not getting much closer to the center than where they began. Weary, they decided to call it quits. But first thing the next time they would speak of Sapphire and Yeot and Yd Island and how she got to Norum and what happened to her when the Lindens came and she became the Lapis and the Lazuli both.

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Karoz 01

“I was trying to figure out which of those mounds was Meditation Knoll, Karoz.”

“Did you get it?”

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

“So to the topic of the night: Norum. You must begin to remember.”

“I remember,” says Karoz, looking at his nails. “I remember some.”

“Tell me about Sapphire.”

“Mother. Before she was Turquoise. Then she became the Lapiz and the Lazuli when the Linden Labs came and erased our Lemony ways. Norum was no more. Time passed.”

“How did you come into the, er, care of Sapphire.”

“I was given to Sapphire by the Gypsies of The Moon. Another 3-n-1.”

“What does that mean, Karoz?”

“There were 3 Gypsies who were actually one. Gypsy Rose, Gypsy Devarue, I think (sp?) and one other I can’t remember the last name of. But all three claimed to actually be this Gypsy Rose.”

“And this was on the moon of the Maebaleia or Satori continent, take your pick.”

“Yes.”

—–

“We’re going to use the Oracle, Karoz, to help us move forward.”

“Go ahead.”

—–

“Well, we know Gypsey is intimately connected to Grassy.”

“Another knoll,” Karoz responds. “Grassy Noll. Better known, hehe, as Salad Bar Jack.”

“Gypsy was his partner.”

“Yes.”

—–

“Then the Arab… Barracuda is Arab kind of sideways or backwards.”

“Right.”

“That was the ship that brought you to Jeogeot. Through the portal. 10 to 6 to 3 to 1 is the way Sapphire put it. Then you were at Mos Ainsley, the moon of *Jeogeot*. The twin to the moon of Maebaleia just as Jeogeot and Maebaleia themselves are twins. Opposites. 180 degree spins of the same 3d landmass.”

“Correct.”

“So the ship The Arab is the same as Barracuda.”

“Wilson sisters. 3 instead of 2. Gypsies.”

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Bogota series continues (collage 11(!))

This is a little different: the order of the collages in what’s now the second floor of the exhibit runs reverse from the first and the third. This was dictated by the nature of the collages themselves. More details later, but for now let’s join Baker Blinker and Baker Bloch taking a tour…

—–

“That’s Precious Snowflake at the bunny related shop in Ohno. But I wasn’t asked to be there for the photo.”

“No, that’s me,” clarified Baker Bloch to Baker Blinker while staring with her at newly place Bogota Collage 11 in Castle Jack. “The important thing to get, or overarching thing, is that *this* collage is set in Ohno on the almost extreme *east* side of Snowlands. And then the collage immediately before this, called, let’s see, “You Must Have Patience,” is based on a photo of extreme *western* Snowlands. These two act as a frame.”

“Interesting.”

“Very interesting,” Baker emphasizes. “I had a tarot reading tonight by the (new) owner of the land in that slightly earlier collage, Baker Blinker. I won’t give out the name, only say that her initials involve the same letter — like us.”

“I know who it is,” Baker Blinker declared. “I go over there too while you’re not logged in.”

“Okay — didn’t know that but okay. Back to the tarot reading: it seemed almost identical to the one our user got in real life only several days back. The question posed?”

“Don’t say it,” Baker Blinker requested.

“Alright.” Baker Bloch paused. “But do you think *they* were contacting me — us — through Second Life. Reinforcing the original answer.”

“Of course, obviously.”

“Snowlands is being cleared. I will be giving up my rental in the (extreme) western part in a little over a week. I don’t see any reason to continue my rental, despite the tarot reading next door.

“Let’s go see it,” Baker Blinker proferred. “Before the deletion. I’ll show you what I know. We’ll go, let’s say, biking (!). When’s the last time we biked together?”

“Hey Baker…” Baker Bloch began asking Baker Blinker, now staring directly at her and away from the newest Bogota collage.

“Better name this one,” Baker Blinker said before he could finish his question, making the male Baker return his stare toward it.

“Hmm, what do you suggest?”

“Bigfoot,” Baker Blinker answered without pause.

—-

“One points to the snow, the other to the big rabbit’s foot. Snowlands in toto.”

“And Bigfoot,” Baker Blinker reinforced.

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Pages > Page

“I’m going to walk this labyrinth every day.” Baker Blinker smirked at her husband. “*Almost* every day.”

“Let’s head over to Perch and grab some lunch, Karoz,” Baker Blinker then suggested. “Wheeler said she’d be meeting us there. It will be tough because none of us are interchangeable with each other. All three are unique monads.”

“We’ll have to reduce windows, eliminate trees, grass — the usual. Nothing beyond the capabilities of our user.”

“We’ll see,” Baker Blinker replied. She hadn’t been practicing these tricks as much as Karoz recently.

—–

“Where is she?” asks Karoz in his usual impatient ways. “New Island, pheh.”

“Why don’t you tell me about Baker Bloch’s ideas for you being a novelist while we wait, Karoz.” Baker Blinker had done some yoga in preparation for this meeting and was pretty relaxed, despite the circumstances. Maybe she can be the voice of reason tonight.

—–

But no time. Wheeler manifested behind them and took a seat. Karoz knew she’d like the one next to the wall. And next to him. “Better narrow those windows further now, Baker Blinker,” he requested. Because Wheeler certainly isn’t going to reduce hers, he thought.

—–

“Where *is* that chef Owens with our menus?” barks Wheeler. “Must be, what, 5 minutes since I arrived?” A word had hardly passed between the three since she showed up.

“It’s 3 o’clock in the morning, Wheeler,” explained Baker Blinker, already with an edge. “Skeleton crew in the middle of the night here at Perch. Your chef has transformed into a detective. Maybe out trying to solve one of the crimes you committed, haha.”

“That’s no good,” Wheeler replied, nonplussed by the female Baker’s sarcasm. “This is *my* restaurant, *my* town.” She looked at both Baker Blinker and Karoz Blogger and drew back. “Isn’t it?”

Baker Blinker was direct. “Tell us what happened in Snowlands, Wheeler, um, Wilson.”

—–

Wheeler’s secret table room had been found out by the real owner of the Way Station parcel. Objects returned to owner (i.e., Wheeler). She had to come back to Collagesity. She may have the opportunity to rent more in the middle of Inferialist, but, in truth, a disconnect of sorts has occurred between the extended Baker family and Snowlands. For now at least. Baker Bloch (playing the role of Snowmanster) also felt it wise to delete his newly rezzed home next to Woody’s on the east side of Purden Forest. So none of the family have secret dwellings in Sansara’s Snowlands region now. Oh… except one perhaps. Karoz. Perhaps this is the night Baker Blinker found out about the deep dank DARK power of Mid Hazel. This is the subject of Karoz’s projected first novel. In the future.

—–

“Alright, spill the wine Karoz and Wheeler,” she requested. “We’re all in this together. We all need to be on the same page so we can face the threat collectively. Don’t you think, *Karoz*?” Her yoga induced relaxation was wearing off, muscles tensing up once more. She was spouting reason but not in the calm manner she was hoping. Tension — why do people create it when interacting? And why do we need it *fictionally*?

—–

“‘Deep Dank… DARK'”, Wheeler states firmly. “That will be the name of the book. It will be published March 17, 2018. The day the trees died over in Rubi. The day Master Purden died between the green and the white (trees) in Snowlands. Diagonal. It will be based on The Diagonal.” She reorients her hands under her chin. “This is the only way we can be saved.”

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A novel idea.

Baker Bloch’s discordant piano playing continued past Karoz’s veiled request for cessation. Message not received. Baker’s got all day to play the piano, explore old, forgotten forests, and so on, Karoz thinks. *He* has a religion to jumpstart, a wife to consider, and more. Yes, more. He must be more forthright.

On cue, Baker abruptly halted his production, mid-jangle. “You know what you need to do Karoz,” he spoke while pivoting toward the moss being, obviously somehow inspired by the cantankerous music. “Write about Chilbo. Write about how you’re different from me, Baker Blinker, Hucka Doobie even. You come after us. You come from Chilbo or at least the area. Jeogeot itself. That’s where we (separated) from [delete name] and his off-mainland roleplaying. Contact Maggie. Maybe she’ll have some ideas.”

“Novel writer?” Karoz protests, but Baker had started his infernal clanking again and didn’t hear the question. As if I don’t have enough on my plate, he then thinks, and begins to plot his escape again.

But he ended up being just that.

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The buyer…

… of all of Baker Blinker’s property formerly called Collagesity North is a RubyHeartbright. I was curious about the name and did a bit of prying. Well, I guess I shouldn’t reveal what I’ve determined, but I *know* this person. Pretty sure of it. “Ruby” was a key, and the proximity of Collagesity North to the Rubi Woods. I’ve im-ed her — will let you know if anything develops on that front.

This Second Life of ours is a curious game for certain.

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Rodeo 03

“Octopus jar?” exclaimed Baker Blinker the next morning to Baker Bloch while they shared coffee at Perch.

“Another portal,” he said, and sat back.

“I’ve been a baaad Santa this year. Let me tell you about it, Mr. Bloch.”

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Rodeo 01

“I’m telling you Karoz. There was an elf or something sitting on that bench there when I bought this particular picture for free over at Rodeo.”

Karoz looks up at the appropriate photograph. He was nervous about resetting up his TILE college in Collagesity. Baker Bloch had brought back a number of what he called mysterious objects from over at the remnants of the old Kahruvel Forest. He felt he didn’t have time to deal with this. “Hmmm,” is all he responded to Baker’s observation.

“Sure you don’t want to pop over to Rodeo and check this out with me? There’s the Nautilus City map as well. Maybe this is the *real* secret society.”

Karoz forgot about the map. “Okay, he said. But I must get back before supper. Baker Blinker’s cooking squid.” He rubs his tummy and emits a pleasurable sound.

Baker Bloch waits for an invite which never comes. “Alright, alright,” he then says after the awkward pause. “One hour. Then we’re back.”

“Nifty,” returns Karoz. “And un-check your high-res snapshot option before we get there so you won’t forget again.”

“Good idea. But you take some pictures too if you like.”

“I will.” But Karoz was thinking he wouldn’t take any. He tries to put worries about the college out of his mind.

—–

“Sometimes when you teleport directly into the middle of a sim, Karoz, you can tell a lot about where you are.”

Karoz was hoping he wouldn’t have to play a game of roshambo with Baker Bloch on top of everything else. “Ferns,” he stated plainly.

—–

“Well, we’re just *east* of the center,” says the stump sitting Karoz. He glances over his shoulder. “Nice view. Didn’t you once say there was an obelisk around here?”

“Not any more I don’t think. That was on the Island of Not-Baker.”

“Island of Not-Baker,” Karoz repeats. “Yeah I *think* I remember hearing about that. Refresh my memory.”

“Island — or actually Isle of Not-Baker was, well, an island, a small one, terraformed in the very northeast corner of this sim — Rodeo. On the tip of it existed an obelisk with texts from three different languages written on its sides. Turns out all three said the same thing. Translate one and you also get the other two as a bonus. It was a Rosetta Stone.”

“Like in the Long Now Project?” Baker and Karoz were talking about that earlier as a possible model for the college.

“Kind of, I suppose. It was three races of people who decided to drop their spears and take up quill and live peacefully with each other. Another Great 3-N-1.”

“Nice. But where’s the map? Not on the island, I suppose. Is the island still there?”

“I tried to reach it but it’s on private property now, with security sensors. So I don’t know if it’s buried underneath their [structures] or not. I would assume so. Or you could recreate it. The basic landform of a mainland sim doesn’t usually change over time. It’s just the terraforming you add on top of it that makes the alterations.”

“Map, then. Chop chop.” Karoz clapped his hands together here. “No Time Toulouse, as Monty Python once said.”

“I’ve landmarked it,” Baker responds. “Hold on.”

—–

“Turns out this is not it. But’s the place is right up there. On those cliffs. I think.”

Karoz is wondering how he’s going to remove himself from this concrete without getting wet, but then finds he can just back up and get out easily. “Shall we fly?” he then offered.

Baker checked his movement options. “No flying, hmm. They really want you to explore the nooks and crannies of this place.”

“Certainly seems like a Lemony world,” Karoz adds. “That’s good. I’m appreciating it, Baker Bloch. Thank you for bringing me here.”

“You’re welcome Karoz. And I think if we just follow these stairs up and then go around top of the cliff we’ll be there. We can visit the other house up there as well, if you wish.”

“Quickly,” Karoz responded.

—–

Baker Bloch was glad they visited the other house, because he found a number of additional objects he could copy and take back to Collagesity within. Afterwards he tried to read a book on the table but found it was a 3d tableau instead called “Hope Springs Eternal”. No interior pages. Karoz was looking over the backwards letters on the wall below the copyable posters.

“Shall we move on?” he then said.

—–

But the house Baker wanted most to show Karoz didn’t seem to be on this particular cliff. Instead we have the singing 3 eyed pig again, with Bryn Oh statue just below. Language again, Baker Bloch thinks while staring down. Maybe Salazar Jack really is behind all this.

Darkness was descending. Karoz’s stomach begins its first rumblings. Baker spots the sod house hidden in the green foliage just ahead. He tells a relieved Karoz this. Karoz imagines Baker Blinker preparing the squid back at the Gloomy Gus in her special sauce. He must ask her more about that sauce just in case he has to go away again. Wheeler, he then thinks with some disgust. A reprieve for now, but he’s always on call. A long chain. A long now chain.

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Collagesity Status

Collagesity North, started in late December 2016, is no more as of this writing. Key elements of that land, about 4600 square meters worth, have been incorporated into what’s left of Collagesity, about 10,000 square meters. These include shifting the Temple of TILE over to Art Oluja’s old parcel in the extreme western part of town (innards still being worked on)…

… and moving the VWX Fairy House *inside* Castle Jack, an interesting fit for sure and one I’ll be highlighting fictionally soon enough, I’m guessing.

The Snowlands parcel I had my eye on was purchased last night, mere hours max after I completed the collage “You must have patience” based upon it. Narrow window of opportunity vanished. But I think it’s fate. The temple and fairy house integrated so well into the remaining part of town, the core. I’ll miss Allen Martin’s garage especially, I believe, but the rest was comparatively expendable. I’ll soon be down to a single premium account (Baker Blinker’s will go away before the end of the month) with an 8192 tier payment. I think that’s still quite manageable for the spring, summer and fall, at which point I might upgrade again for a time. We’ll see.

I have 377 prims remaining to play around with, and that’s without cleaning up creative town clutter for a while. I’ve got enough.

Carrcassonnee is in charge of the town again while Wheeler still resides in Snowlands. This arrangement *could* be permanent, however. And I’m a degree more certain that Old Mabel and Buurb/Urch, “marriage” partners at the end of “Collagesity 2016-2017 Winter”, won’t be returning to the village. The projected 4th Collagesity book will be different once again. Onward and upward hopefully! Thanks for reading.


Collagesity, 3/16/17.

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More Snowland (etc.) pics

Some older Collagesity related pictures that never made the blog for various reasons.

Wheeler’s New Island pot fetish subplot never manifested in “Collagesity 2016-2017 Winter”.

Neither did these guys appear.

This particular snapshot of Purden Forest’s Core-Alena with open eyes never made it.

Baker Bloch’s actual discovery of Woody’s “visitors” in Part 6 of C1617W (as I’m abbreviating it), atop these woods.

Direct inspiration for the same visitors, which turned out to be Old Mabel and Buurb/Urch in *blue* dresses (not pink). Yes, the 2 gals below were actual inhabitants of the oversized Livigno trailer our future lovers *pretended* to live in (along with axe wielding Uncle Jack). They were mentioned in C1617W as being killed and buried in their own backyard. The overall reference is obviously to the Grady twins of “The Shining”, in case you missed it.

Another Snowlands black star… somewhere in the south regions.

Lonely sunrise junction.

I thought I’d throw in a map here of the Okemo, Nakiska, and Southern Railway (ONSR) from the Second Life wiki since I haven’t mentioned it before. Mainland enthusiasts: you *must* go ride it.

Baker posing at a protected Snowlands waterfall.

Strange gathering of avatars near Wheeler’s Way Station featured in C1617W.

Inferialist church and mountains.

Hitching a ride on a passing Yava Script Pod, Baker heads down into Chamonix City, another must-see when visiting Sansara’s Snowlands.

Finally: testing out a probable reality.

One can dream, can’t they?

One can dream.

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