Category Archives: Yd Island
Discovery of the Rabbit Head of Ratzenberger and the naming of Yd Island:
Nautilus continent related links on the Baker Blinker Blog (2008-2012) and Sunklands Blog (2012-present):
In the Sunklands blog, this category includes information on Nautilus City. For the Baker Blinker Blog, NC was considered separate from the proximate continent.
Almost half of the BB Blog posts with Nautilus continent as a subject deal with the Austra peninsula, especially Lower Austra centered by what I now call Mystenopolis, a basically dormant berg however (nothing new there for Second Life), but bustling in its day, probably around 2006-2009 our time. The other half basically illuminate the neighboring Yd Island. These are the last two settled regions of the Nautilus continent (if you exclude Nautilus City), with Yd Island being the final area populated.
The Ratzenberger sim on the west side of Yd Island, directly above Nautilus City island and about the same size, is widely considered the beginning of *Lemon* Lab’s Second Life as opposed to Linden (Limey) Lab’s 2002 start in the sim of Da Boom. We believe that Ratzenberger is a kind of mirror sim for the latter, and founded about the same “time”. The name of this virtual reality is Lemon World — or perhaps World of Lemon. It truly exists, although in some kind of alternate dimension and originating from an *alien* source instead of a terrestrial one, radiating outwards from the opposite direction as our Second Life, in effect.
This Oct 2009 post brings first mention of Ratzenberger to the BB Blog, along with first mention of Yd Island as a whole. I now know from a more recently discovered map (top of present post) that Yd Island may also have been known as the Isle of Babylon.
The region of Lower Astra (or what might just have been called Astra at the time), was about 2x the size of either Yd Island or Nautilus City isle. It appears immediately west of them, and extends as a longer peninsular from the center of Nautilus continent. In the center of this peninsula, as stated before, was and still kind of is Mystenopolis.
Leemington and Yello sims at the top of (Lower) Astra, according to Hucka D., are trace names of Lemon Lab/Lemon World influence. Like a yellow lemon.
Some people have compared the name Da Boom to the Big Bang of Second Life, the beginning ylem seed from which all expanded. This would be correct, although its name, along with others of the 16 original SL sims, actually comes from alleyways surrounding the original Linden Lab location in San Francisco.
How, then, is Ratzenberger a twin to Da Boom, as Lemon World/World of Lemon is a corresponding mirror reality to Second Life? It exists in a dimension going backwards from us according to our flow of time. This was obviously set up by the aliens, whoever they are.
In Nov 2009, resident blog spirit and wise guy Hucka D. begins to compare the layout of Second Life’s 6 major mainland continents (subtracting the later, unfinished Gaeta — another story there) to these 6 differently colored pie pieces of the trivia pursuit board game, with each standing for a particular subject matter within the game such as history, geography, arts and entertainment, and so on.
We later found out that there is a direct lineup of newer continents in what we can call the eastern hemisphere with older ones from the western hemisphere as follows:
Heterocera (western/old) to Corsica (eastern/new)
Sansara (western/old) to Nautilus (eastern/new)
Jeogeot (western/old) to Maebaleia (eastern/new)
This would also correspondend to their north-south relationship within each hemisphere. That is, both Corsica and Heterocera are the northernmost continents of their respective hemispheres, Sansara and Nautilus are in the middle, and Jeogeot and Maebaleia lie to the south.
Hucka D. even gives them colors:
To give a prominent example of the links, it was found by me in August 2009 there existed a *rabbit hole* style portal connecting Jeogeot and Maebaleia — rather shocking at the time — and also linked back to the last created *carrcass* (as they’re called now), or what is more commonly known to the outside world as an audiovisual synchronicity. I can now say this synchronicity is named “Uncle Meatwad.” The number 47 (or 41) was found next to the hole on the Maebaleia side. “Uncle Meatwad” features a Room 47 inhabited by 3 rabbits, 2 of the female persuasion and 1 male. What times are it?
(to be continued)
Being reenergized without exactly knowing how, John Lockfry 02 continues down Lester’s Best’s main avenue after a right turn at the tower. He passes a cinema, but not much else — more empty stores. A solitary fig tree acts as the street’s only landscaping. He wonders how a basically deserted, sim sized town could still exist like this, but thinks back to Mystenopolis and the same quandry. Except LB is more large scale. It *must* be Lemon Lab taking back its own in some way.
Passing between two larger rocks brings Mr. Lockfry to this interesting park tucked in the very northeast corner of the sim (and the town). He’s quite drawn to this glowing kinetic sculpture that appears to be morphing into different shapes before his eyes.
But for some reason he doesn’t follow this up quite yet and returns to snapping photos of the residential area. He’s so use to filling in memory gaps that he takes it completely in stride.
An airplane has crashed into a house on the western side of LB, but with no damage inflicted that he could tell. More virtual magic.
And then here’s a photo from the fun fair occupying the northwest corner of town. If this is actually the namesake Lester of Lester’s Best, he reminds me of Jack Skellington from director Tim Burton’s “Nightmare Before Christmas”, except with an actual pumpkin for a head instead of a skeletal substitute. So this also brings in the resonance with Oz’s Jack Pumpkinhead, don’t you think.
Finally returning to the park, the now meditating and focused Lockfry 02 finds that he only has to wave his arms and the glow recedes from the centerpiece sculpture, revealing its internal structure. He has power, yes. More than he knows for certain.
As he keeps studying and staring at the sculpture from his cushion, he disappears inside it. His eyes becomes one focused pupil looking heavenward. He instantly also sees a choice. He can either keep the eye open, totally dilated and knowing the truth, or force it back into constriction and remain within his comfortable skin. Of course he has to pick the latter, but before moving away from this sacred space he takes a snapshot to remember it by. And he receives another name. This is *Bogota*.
John Lockfry 02 has come alive to this blog again. He’s made a new friend and received a message that his wife Dr. Mulholland sometimes visits the house below in an unspecified location, but directly linked to BoB(ylon) of the Nautilus continent nevertheless. The reason? Part of an attempt to resurrect the World of Lemons that came before the Limey Lindens. That’s apparently what BoB is all about — resurrection, resuscitation, renewal. But is this ultimately good? It’s a thing John Lockfry 02 wants to know as well.
With the below photos we move directly into present day BoB, whats left of it, to find perhaps a training compound inhabited by JL2’s wife called Little Finland. To train (body, thoughts, etc.) is to dig a little deeper into the here and now of the past. Make enough traces on top of an overlying piece of paper and what lies beneath becomes perceptible. Record enough shadows on a wall from different angles and the maker, piece by piece, bit by bit, starts to be revealed. This is the BoBylon aspect of BoB.
The below pictured beach is part of the compound. JL2 had to peer over a rock to get a clandestine photo. But still no signs of the wife, nor any other avatars.
He then became bolder, moving from the south this time through a small forest of flowering trees to find a tell tale waterfall. “Isn’t this the falls blog editor Baker Bloch connected to Astra a while back?” he thought. Like me, JL2 uses synchronicities to channel his thinking in certain, focused directions. The two swans, almost two-headed from this angle, reflect the twinning of the cascades looming above and between them. Perspective.
He returns to the forest, and spies the opening. His internal lemony goodness meter begins to sound off. Recent activity. The wife has been here (tremble). Falls resonate; falls indicate. He “receives” a certain name: Wilson. “Wilson?” JL2 understands he’ll need the right type of sewing machine to stitch proper pieces together in a crazy quilt situation. But he has an important piece now. Wilson-Wheeler is a two headed coin with no tails specified. He’s quite warm in a game of hide and seek, perhaps even hot. But, as usual, he backs off from the truth at the last possible moment. It’s all back and forth still with no Tom Kite middle game. Outfits, male and female alike, remain wrinkled and loopy.
The well trained schultz sheep see/hear nothing.
He then uses distant view to scan a larger house flying the Finland flag on adjacent, private property. Is it the residence of Wilson? Is this perhaps even his picture hanging on one of its walls? Turns out John Lockfry 02 is not as warm now.
Next investigative stop: Lester’s Best, on the east side of Former BoB this time and not the west. LB could be called an old school Second Life village, since it’s been around since at least 2009 by my counting (when I first stumbled upon it). And that’s the advantage here, Lemony activity being more easily detectable due to age. Much like Mystenopolis before it. What did JL2 find here? Well, a good number of similar looking residential houses, all vacant as far as he could tell…
… and then a downtown region with a lot of boarded up businesses but still with a certain, empty mainland style charm. Train tracks link all the different bits and pieces of the sim-sized berg. But the former train is now off the track. Microcosm.
Afterwards he wouldn’t remember eating lunch at the rotating diner atop the town’s landmark tower, but he did anyway. And memories about a certain house have also disappeared down the rabbit hole. He *senses* them but cannot see/hear. He is Helen Keller unable to hear the new 1924 Wilson Dam Falls from her Tuscumbia home, let alone damn Wheeler considerably further off. But in a loopy plane, Wheeler could be just as close and Wilson just as far. Where’s that singing sewing machine!