BoB(ylon) Investigations 03

We then follow John Lockfry 02 back to the west side of BoB and the Jorondip sim, which has become a bit of a home away from home for Baker Bloch and family over the past several months. Granted, his larger of two squatter structures rezzed there has been deleted by the actual owner of the involved 512 square meter parcel a couple weeks back — more on that in a moment — but one still remains on a nearby, similar 512, a basically empty cottage containing one key object.

The below photo is of a neighboring house to all this, just up the hill but on banned property. Still, Lockry 02 found its sticky outie roof stuff — one blue and round, and the other brown and square — interesting and perhaps meaningful. And as I’m writing this, I realize, yes, this is Bogota again. Hints must be all over the area…

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On the 512 with Baker Bloch’s cottage appears this purse. Well, it’s actually a bag, but Lockfry 02 seems to believe it’s really a representation of a purse. Like the Curse Purse passed between Baker Blinker and his wife near the first of June. About the time Baker rezzed his Jorondip structures, actually.

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Also on the 512 is found this quite crazy display which appears to have once been a pony? At any rate, the eyeless head can be discerned (like a carved pumpkin again), but then there’s, according to the object’s description, a separate conglomeration containing a pink *nipple* which looks nothing like a nipple except in color maybe, atop an eye with green iris (another eye), atop an object that is suppose to be a pony’s leg. And then separate from these two is an ovoid prim that is supposedly a pony jaw. This is apparently rezzing gone wrong in the worse possible way. And why is a nipple here? JL2 marks it all down in his notes. He theorizes later that this is simply another representation of himself in blinded form.*

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An aerial view of the 512, dominated by a epicentral wind generator.

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A small woods on an adjacent 512 contains exactly 5 brown cypresses and 5 green cypresses, harking back to the Rubi Woods and its own equilibrium of same. Adding in the image from the fronting Plausible Body package, John Lockfry 02 guesses that this has something to do with balancing male and female energies. It’s like the eyes again, left and right. Open and closed, in effect. Bolded/italicized and regular/regular side by side, mixed into each other until you can’t tell the two apart. Even the geometric array of these 10 trees may contain information.

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John Lockfry 02 decides it’s time to investigate Baker Bloch’s cottage.

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A safe is found inside, the key object mentioned before. But JL2 has no key. What’s in it? Something as queer and disturbing as the completely warped pony just outside? Using remote viewing powers again, he finds that nothing is within. But there could have been at one time, and that’s what gnaws at him for a particular reason. Something has been removed? He knows this to be true.

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He later realizes it’s a simple cubic plywood prim cryptically named “curvy female pony”, the default building block for all of Second Life as we know and understand it. This is the wife.

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Another investigative hint coming from Quito’s Doggerland also in the Jorondip sim: a 10×10 array of photos…

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… reminding John Lockfry 02 that a parallel event to this may be the removal of a similarly cubic Edwardston Station Gallery and its Art 10×10 from Collagesity. You can sense the absence when visiting, even if you don’t understand the particulars.

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* A link found in the conglomeration: Meat Juices

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BoB(ylon) Investigations 02

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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*.

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BoB(ylon) Investigations 01

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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The well trained schultz sheep see/hear nothing.

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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.

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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…

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… 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.

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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!

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Chat 03

BBloch:

No, I really did have another party to attend. Well, a party period.

Hucka D.:

We know what’s going on [behind the scenes]. We know of the evil twin. We know of BoBylon.

BBloch:

Of course. I already told you.

Carr.:

This was all set up[ I’m afraid]. Yes, it was to protect you Baker Bloch, and baker b. through you. The famous or infamous Collagesity collagist up there and down here. You almost told Riverpearl that you were both a real life artist and a Second life artist at once.

BBloch:

It’s Pearl. Just Pearl.

Carr.:

You had so much to say and ask but your fingers limited you. Well, it’s actually this place. Imagine a place where the discourse is so limited. You type and erase, trying to take in what was said several exchanges back. In the end you get little results. Are you even a member of the group you asked to join?

BBloch (checking):

I don’t think so.

Carr.:

You wanted to discuss BoBylon with someone. Nautilus mainland. You are in the heart of the fire now, Baker Bloch. How does it feel?

BBloch:

Pretty good, actually. Speaking for my evil twin.

Carr.:

Well, let’s see how close [he and Chad Ghostal are] (reading):

“Voiced by Brad Abelle, Chad Ghostal is Space Ghost’s evil twin brother, distinguished from Space Ghost in physical appearance only by a crudely drawn Van Dyke beard. He is a beatnik, with a love for jazz music and outdated beatnik slang, and is both extremely cool and evil.” Sounds a bit like Chester. Chester, can you dig it!?

Chester (breaking off talking to Lisa):

I can!

Carr. (continuing):

“He is also quite the ladies’ man.” Well, well, well. (Carr. eyes Baker Bloch, then continues) “Chad is first mentioned in the episode Jerk where he calls in to the show to tell Space Ghost he has escaped from the asylum and will be there shortly. Chad’s first appearance onscreen is in “Switcheroo”,[citation needed] where he uses his resemblance to Space Ghost to switch places with him…” blah blah blah. Blah blah blah, Chester!

Chester:

Blah blah blah!

Carr.:

And so you wanted to speak to another about BoBylon. On the mainland. Nautilus. Completed book. The pieces stitched together that are BoBylon. BoBylon. And this is where your collage series will start?

BBloch:

I don’t know. (looking around) Hucka D. must have flown off to get more toast. Oh, drat, I can’t say he flew off now… no wings.

Carr.:

Or buzzed off. We’ll miss out on so many of those jokes.

BBloch:

I wonder what he’ll eventually decide to become?

Carr.:

Well, we know he’s a woman now and that’s a start. Endless possibilities. AC and DC. Highway to Hell and back [in black?].

BBloch:

That sounds like[ something of] a closer, Carrcassonne. Gotta get up in an hour or two… working slob you know.

Carr.:

Slob for sure.

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Chat 02

Carr.:

That really wasn’t necessary, Hucka Doobie. Now you’ve scared away Baker Bloch.

Hucka D.:

He had another party to attend.

Carr.:

Did he?

Hucka D.:

I suppose you know about the evil twin. Like Space Ghost had an evil twin. Brad wasn’t it? Let me check. I’ll have to go out of Second Life and come back in. I’ll make some toast for us while I’m there. *Toast* doesn’t change here. It’s always toasty time.

Carr.:

Suppose. What do you think of this whole BoBylon idea?

(but Hucka D. had already gone away. 3 hours later…)

Hucka D.:

I’m back. Wake up Carr. Psst. Wake up sleepy eye.

Carr. (rousing herself):

Oh hi Hucka Doobie. Where’s your… oh, I’m remembering now. You have declared yourself a bee-free zone. Yes, it’s all flooding back. Where’s the toast?

Hucka D.:

It was a metaphor.

Carr.:

So what now? Now that you’re not a bee?

Hucka D.:

When in BoBylon…

Carr.:

Have you met The Purse?

Hucka D.:

Really? Really, that’s what we’re going to call it?

Carr.:

Yes. Chester came up with it[the metaphor?] actually. Chester is wise in a pointy way, in that he went up to a peak, saw the past and future, and then came back down. It was all a race all around him. Zip zip.

Hucka D.:

I’ve put the [Chad] link in the post. I’m taking over for Baker Bloch. *You* asked me to. Remember?

Carr.:

Once more visions are faint. I know we have a Mulholland Dr. situation [going on]. This road to BoBylon. Where is it leading us? It’s so hot now. Imagine the temperature when we fully get there. What direction are we being led down to now? So hot.

Hucka D.:

It’s not Baker Bloch but his twin. We must conclude that BoBylon is hell. Correct?

Carr.:

Check.

Hucka D.:

Correct was named incorrectly. [It] should’ve been Comet.

Carr.:

That’s it! A well placed comet will take care of everything.

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Chat 01

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“Chester a permanent fixture in your gazebo here, Carrcassonnee?”

Carr.:

Yes. He is to remind you of reality. Real Life. The higher fiction.

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The higher fiction. [I] like that, Carrcassonne.

Carr.:

Please. Call me Carr. It will save your fingers.

bb:

Ok Carr. I think you got mad at me one time when I shortened your name like that.

Carr.:

Must have been a bad day[ if so]. Maybe it’s that day I got soap in my eye after that wonderful shower and froze up in the woods, looking for a towel.

bb (nonplussed):

Maybe.

Carr.:

Lisa’s also a fixture. Aren’t you Lisa? Who’s a good girl? (answering herself) *I’m* a good girl. You see, I *am* Lisa. It’s not a ventriloquist act. (pause) But you have questions about Collagesity, about Second Life in general. My Second Lyfe.

bb:

Suppose so, but no new ones probably. Should I give up Collagesity in a week?

Carr. (after a short pause):

I would say yes except the answer is no. You know people visit now, even contribute to the town’s funds. And what are you doing with the funds?

bb:

Well…

Carr.:

You are spending them on something else.

bb:

Well, not really. I think people are contributing to help pay for the land tier. Everyone in Second Life knows it’s a little expensive to own even a 4096 or an 8192. An 8192 is a minimum base for one of my towns now. I’ve gotten it down to that. But on top of that I have a 768 rented from Markland where the Red Umbrella and Norum College are. If that goes — if I don’t pay rent in a week — then it’s all dominos, as the other [land pieces] fall one after another until only one remains.

Carr.:

Yes, one should remain.

bb:

And what of the 10×10 of 100 collages? It’s not even in Collagesity — hasn’t been there for 1/2 a year maybe. And the World of Collages, connecting Collagesity to the outer world of collages, let’s say, hasn’t been there for almost as long. If people visit Collagesity now, they don’t get the whole village. The Art 10×10 *should* be in Collagesity — it’s not really and fully Collagesity without it. And that gallery was very hard earned down through the years unlike, say, the most recent one — Boos — which formed quite quickly.

Carr.:

You’re ultimately wondering where Bogota[ the projected newest collage series] will take root. You’ve speculated BoB — [is it] still named that?

bb:

Yes. I think we should talk of BoB.

Carr.:

I heard you met another avatar for a change last night. Riverpearl?

bb:

Pearl Grey. She very nicely offered me a spot on her gallery wall in Quentin. She and some of her friends get together every so often and celebrate the wasteland. I mean, Mainland.

Carr.:

Waneland. (pause) So that brought up the new challenge… you go. Where’s Hucka D.?

bb:

I don’t know Carrcassonnee. Yes, does Collagesity live for another month or do I just pull the plug?

Carr.:

Getting back to BoB…

Hucka D.:

Hi! I was summoned.

Carr.:

Hi Hucka D.! Nice of you to buzz in.

Hucka D.:

Always with the bee jokes, hehe.

Carr.:

Har har.

bb:

Ho ho?

Carr.:

Back to the subject. Thanks for joining us Hucka.

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Hucka D.:

Baker, could you move this thing further away from me? As Clare Fischer might say: “hovering!”.

bb:

Sure, hold on. So you know of Claire Fisher, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

The musician? Sure.

bb:

I think she’s an artist on the show. Well, in fact I know she’s an artist, because we’re watching it now.

Hucka D.:

I know. (pause) It’s still there.

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bb:

Ok, I moved it over there so it — Chester — can talk to Lisa the Vegetarian, most likely about real life concerns. Isn’t that right, Carrcassonnee?

Carr.:

Isn’t what right? Reality?

Hucka D.:

Thank you. I enjoy spinach.

bb:

Is that relative?

Hucka D.:

Yes, in real life I relish spinach. I hate it down here in this hell hole.

Carr.:

I have a pistachio ice cream fetish up there. Here it just all melts before it gets to my mouth even. What *is* this place you’ve brought us to, Baker Bloch?

bb:

BoBylon?

Hucka D.:

I’m roasting. I’m going to take off these hot wings. (after checking) Well, it seems I can’t. What’s all that Space Ghost stuff doing in my avatar, Baker Bloch? I didn’t know I was part Space Ghost as well!

bb:

You’ve forgotten. *I’ve* forgotten. [8/3/16 note: *both* didn’t realize during the moment that they were looking at Baker Bloch’s outfit profile, not Hucka Doobie’s]

Hucka D.:

Simply roasting. See, my palms are wet. My hair is getting wet.

bb:

Why don’t you just come back when it cools off later tonight.

Hucka D.:

Night, day, what’s the difference here? And you wonder why I don’t show up much any more. Even the White Palace up there in purgatory can get a bit warm. You still hang up there without me?

bb:

No, it was just basically you and me there. Now I have Carrcassonnee to chat with. Down here.

Hucka D:

Ugh. So f’ing hot.

(then Hucka D. did the unthinkable)

Hucka D.:

I hereby declare myself *not* a bee any longer.

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Rent Due

Baker Bloch is out of money and his Linden stipend is 7 days away. This may not be good.

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Bigfoot/Chesterton Early Early August

Plateau of Raw Art shots, once more…

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… before moving to Chesterton. This day (yesterday as I’m writing this, or Sunday), I pretty firmly mapped out the segments of Second Road starting at The Bramble and moving south. Indicated by successive pine trees running down the forest road’s east side, there are indeed 14 of ’em, as I estimated earlier. Chesterton occupies the first 5, counting north to south like this. Here’s a rudimentary graphic of the results. What I call “blocked” segments that are clogged with fallen trees and branches are marked with a diagonal. I may have been missing one or two of these types in the non-Chesterton areas. Just as The Bramble effectively deters any visitors coming in from the north, so these blocked regions act as barriers for those attempting to move along the road starting from the south. Chesterton is very protected.

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So with this mapping in place, we can understand the below shot comes from segment 1 of 14, or the top Chesterton segment. I’m tempting to even call these segments *sims*, but let’s hold off on that for a bit longer…

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This is also from Segment 1: the wilted purple leaves appears like two beached fishes turned opposite ways, like the symbol for the astrological sign Pisces. They are found in the midst of that little “forest” taking up a fair chuck of Segment One.

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Segment Two gives us what I’m calling Chesterton North. I really like the way the two monkeys both face the golden church bell between them — more inversed twinning, in fact.

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That mysterious hole mentioned before LINK, appearing directly under Wireway 61 as it passed through Segment 3. This segment acts as a more empty connector between Chesterton North and Chesterton South. I’ll have to create a more detailed map soon.

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This is a picture of an object from Segment 6, which *may* be the site of a camping spot in the future. My camping spot. Located immediately south of the “Chesterton Five”, it’s one of the most open segments, if not the most open, and I certainly have room to pitch some kind of tent there. But I’m going to keep poking around Bigfoot for possible alternatives in this direction.

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Segment 9 and a landmark brick piece.

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The south end of Second Road, or the beginning (south) of Segment 14. 2 rocks, one mossy and one bare, mark the position.

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Chesterton Spectacle

“The Chesterton residents don’t know exactly what the wireways were, Carrcassonnee. They understand it was some kind of transporation device, and probably for those nuts and washes still found on it north of Chesterton North.”

Carr.:

North North.

bb:

Yeah. But all that *predates* the coming of the train track and the toy avatars. *Metallic* beings lived here before.

Carr.:

The train track is metal. Perhaps the train[ track] knows.

bb:

It does did parallel Wireway 61 in several places, especially in a section between Chesterton North and South where the brown pipe is.

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Carr.:

Thank you. Let me put on my reading spectacle.

bb:

Amazing Carrcassonnee. Didn’t know you had one of those.

Carr.:

When have you seen me read anything?

bb:

Never, I suppose.

Carr. (studying):

Ah, yes. And that’s where the hole formed as well?

bb:

Yes.

Carr.:

Well there you are.

bb:

Hmm. I wonder how long I should leave up the toys?

Carr.:

I think[ the washers and nuts] were robots. They might have created something similar in Whitehead Crossroads.

bb. (correcting):

Crossing. How?

Carr.:

2989 comes to mind. Spider knows.

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Bigfoot/Chesterton Late Late July

Although the Chesterton art event has reached its climax, Bigfoot visits continue, and will likely do so until the leaves fall off sometime around mid October. After that my hiking focus will shift to a broader woods palette, as they open up with the functional eradication of poison ivy, snakes, insects, and other warm weather deterrents.

I visited both Bigfoot and Whitehead Crossing today, new and old foci. I was amazed how *quiet* Whitehead Crossing seems now after I’ve gotten use to the city noise surrounding Bigfoot. I like the latter better now, amazingly. Whitehead Xing is just not going to be a place for, especially, a summer art happening like I just accomplished at Bigfoot. Perhaps spring, perhaps fall, but not summer. And even if that, the event will take place within a narrower range. For one, I have no real junk to work with at The Crossing except for some old bottles. However I’m not opposed to making a more pure toy happening, say, at Big Island in Green Stream, something perhaps akin to the Sharieland toy event of 2013. LINK

But to today’s photos. Actually I decided to slip in the first photo below coming from about a week or two back now to start this post with another odditiy. When I went to Chesterton that day — and it was the day I brought in the Avon buildings sans chords for the first time — I found this melding of yellow and green leaves, effectively stuck together like with glue. Green on top, yellow on the bottom. This seemed to be reference to the concept of Greenup/yellow down that I’ve written about at various places on this blog, and most recently in this Second Life related post.

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Compare the above photo with the one inserted at the end of that late June post:

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Actually, I think I’ll come back to that whole scene, which involves a weird melding of First or Real Life and Second Life influences. It could be that *real* (green) trumps *virtual* or non-real (yellow) through the Chesterton art event as a whole. The true happening kicked into gear right after I created that June post. Second Life related posts have basically been set aside since then.

Another, more recent possible oddity is pictured below. A number of mysterious holes, with pine needles seemingly twirled around in a circle, have formed in Chesterton since my last visit several days back now. The photo below shows what seems to be the largest example of such, occurring almost directly below Wireway 61 between Chesterton North and South. Was some kind of creature *digging* into the needles? Maybe it’s my friend Mr. Weasel from the swamp, who may very well live somewhere in The Bramble just beyond and below Chesterton. Or maybe it is a raccoon. I don’t think deer can get through the tight branches of the pine forest here, so that seems to eliminate the possibility of hoof prints.

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Many aspects of Chesterton, let alone Bigfoot as a whole, have yet to be illuminated for this blog, including this cluster of briar plants on Chesterton’s east side. I imagined Chesterton residents making them part of a park or walking trail…

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… that would also include Second Hoop mentioned in this earlier post, which is now seemingly the *only* complete hoop within Chesterton, since First Hoop was broken near the start of its art happening. Second Hoop perhaps then became known simply as The Hoop, at least to biased Chesterton South avatars.

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Second Hoop (foreground) with The Briars (background).

Also on Chesterton’s east side is found this rusty chair skeleton with Wireway 49 passing through it. A detached briar stem now crosses the wireway here as well.

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Many toy avatars remain in both Chesterton North and South after the event’s climax and the removal of the train track. I had planned to put some inside Chesterton’s old pressure cooker today, or perhaps take them back to the house with me, but they seemed pretty happy overall where they were. Not sure how long this situation will last.

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Monkeys on church and hill.

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North of Chesterton North.

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