Part 07


Concreek 01

Before moving into new territory I now have decided to call Concreek, a shot from long neglected, poor little Norris: cross of rocks just across Turnpike Creek on the path running parallel to Norris along its entire length. Certainly not a Michael Too production (unlike the Dongoba temples) and most likely a student work. Is someone trying to purify the creek of a perceived baser element?

And now Concreek, a portmanteu word combining “concrete” and “creek”. We’ll get to the concrete part in a moment, but the creek is easy enough to define by itself. Basically it’s a stream about the same length of Norris, divided about cleanly in two by an old logging road that’s now part of an official Frank Park trail. This road creates an Upper Concreek and Lower Concreek region in effect. I’ve explored Upper Concreek once in the past, but not this summer — maybe soon. My focus has instead been Lower Concreek, which extends all the way from the trail to Green Stream, its parent flow. The mouth of Concreek lies less than a half mile downstream from where Whitehead Brook likewise flows into Green Stream at Whitehead Crossing. Whitehead Brook is also similar in length to Concreek, perhaps a bit shorter than both it and Norris.

In walking north on the Frank Park trail cutting across Concreek, I spotted this orange balloon bobbing up and down in a cow pasture. I wondered what it meant at the time.

The place where the Frank Park trail crosses Concreek, or the official start of Lower Concreek. Interesting how the pipe underneath the trail here has separated into 3 parts on this end. Is this, instead, extra pipe not used in the construction of the sluice?

In a dirt bank created by the base of a fallen tree, I decided to create an impromptu piece of art with my suddenly irreparable sunglasses which had just divided into two parts as I was carrying them in the front of my camera pouch. This would be near the center of an as yet unnamed, long island within Lower Concreek, splitting the small flow of the stream into two parts. We’ll just call it The Island for now.*

‘Nother shot from the same location.

Queer, reddish light illuminating the base of a rhododendron bush on The Island.

Small cascade on The Island’s upper side.

A somewhat larger and more impressive cascade just downstream. All of these falls on the stream, with the exception of one, still have no attached name.

This is an interesting picture of what might be the largest drop of water in Lower Concreek at least, coming in the midst of a more open space and pretty near its mouth at Green Stream. Still the drop is only several feet.

Fallen trees spanning Concreek here, which I sat upon and took in the nice surroundings on this fine, crisp June morning.

Snail found just below these fallen trees. I also saw another snail crawling upstream when heading back to the trail.

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* I believe I’ve decided to call this central island of Lower Concreek Sunglass Island after my broken glasses used in this picture.

Concreek 02


Concreek 02

Reaching the lower part of The Island again, I certainly did a double take when encountering not one but several stones with what appear to be clumps of white-ish rocks arranged on their surface.

Another type of clumping effect procured from the same spot on the creek. Is this a twig covered with such rock bits (but of a multi-colored pattern this time)?

I picked up another, flatter and lighter rock in the stream also demonstrating such clustering effects, and then was surprised once more when the attached rock-lets just rubbed off when I attempted to put it into my pocket to take back to the car. The resulting “clean” rock is pictured below.

Mystery hole on the side of the creek here, with more small rocks in front. What lives in this hole and why would they decorate the rim of their home with these rocks?

Interesting pattern on a tree in the same location. Just after taking this picture, I believe, something pretty big fell from the sky and onto at least the leafy canopy of the rhododendrons in front of me, about 20 feet away perhaps. I never figured out what dropped — at first I thought it might have been a snake which lost its hold in the upper part of a higher tree. But it was probably only a broken off branch. Still uncertain. But it was an odd moment when combined with what I was finding in the stream before me (mysterious rock clusters) at the same time.

Rhododendron branches hugging a tree — again this is on The Island.

Then a pic of the only named falls on the creek, on the upper side of The Island once more. This is Concrete Falls, so named because it appears the water falls in front of and on top of a piece of concrete (!), even though no other obviously manmade objects lie in any other part of Lower Concreek. And how much time would it take to make a several inch hole all the way through such concrete with such a small flow of water? Centuries? *Millennia*?

Details of Concrete Falls using a flash.

Is this some kind of naturally occurring concrete instead? Obviously I need to do more research on the whole subject of concrete and its formation, constituent ingredients, and durability.

Heading back to the car, I decided to put the orange field balloon spotted previously to some use in a set picture with a nearby, similarly orange-y colored drainage gully and its own interesting water flow.


Ideas

Just some brief words about Concreek, since the cat’s out of the bag now.

Hucka D.:

Hi baker b. We must Rush tonight. Concreek is a place of contact between Mossmen and Other. Can’t reveal this Other yet. As you guessed, Mossmen learned the Uniko language here. Key position is lower part of island. And middle. And upper. Cascades are important too. Can toy avatars illuminate? That is a question to be asking.

bb:

What is the relation of Concreek to nearby Whitehead Crossing?

Hucka D.:

Concreek attempted to keep Mossmen culture pure or unpolluted. Upper and Lower Concrete, both sacred. Your time to find this. Keep taking photos.

bb:

I was there yesterday and something fell out of a tree. At first I thought it might have been a snake, but I think it was a branch — unsure, though. Freaked me out because I don’t hear a lot of things falling out of the trees in the woods.

Hucka D.:

I can’t comment about that.

bb:

Green Stream is obviously sacred to the Mossmen. More sacred overall than TILE?

Hucka D.:

Frank and Herman Parks are a long term game for you, baker b. Many pieces and moves to be made. More important than Second Life, obviously. We have set up stuff for you in Siliconicus if you desire even to give up Carcass-One today. Your choice. You have the Art 10×10 and the TILE Temple there, plus you can move Sink Lair there. What else do you need? Another option is to keep Carcass-One and delve deeper into Maebaleia mythology. Who was Blue Feather? Where did he hang on the continent besides Crabwoo and the Blue Feather Sea area? What of his daughter Gypsy from The Moon? How did she entrap her father on the continent and not allow him to head to Nowtown to become a Robert Plant Variant variant with Zeppelin tube in tow. Instead it remained in the center of Crabwoo.

bb:

Concreek Friday for us, Hucka D. Maybe tomorrow as well. Maybe Sunday. But probably not Saturday.

Hucka D.:

No. Study that island. Thank you.

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http://www.andersonvalleymuseum.org/index.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anderson_Valley

http://www.snappysan.com/1853-2/

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/?s=andderson


Concreek Parallel Research

Only Glass Island in US is next to West Point, Virginia (not to be confused with the U.S. Army academy of the same name in New York). Map from topozone.com:

There is no Sun Island. There is a Sunny Slope Cemetery in West Point (upper right corner of above map) where I assume you’d have to don sunglasses at certain times of the day to see clearly. It is the largest cemetery in town, with over 2000 interments.

Of perhaps more interest is the presence of one of only two Indian reservations in Virginia very near West Point and its Glass Island. Article here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mattaponi

The Mattaponi (English pronunciation: /ˌmætəpoʊˈnaɪ/)[1] tribe is one of only two Virginia Indian[2] tribes in the Commonwealth of Virginia that owns reservation land. The larger Mattaponi Indian Tribe lives in King William County on reservation lands that stretch along the borders of the Mattaponi River, near West Point, Virginia.[3][4]

There is no Concreek in US, but there is a “Con Creek” in Anderson Valley, California, noted for other things. Near its mouth is what’s called the Little Red Schoolhouse or the old Con Creek School, now a museum for the Anderson Valley Historic Society.

http://www.noehill.com/mendocino/nat1979000498.asp

Anderson Valley, California is also known for its Indian inhabitation, as well as the unique Boontling language, wine and wine festivals, and marijuana growth.

Then in connection with Anderson Valley and Con Creek and Philo, there’s also this, copied from my most recent entry on the Synchronicity Phenomena Forum:

Duncan Falls
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Was researching Frank/Herman Park for my blog today and came across a map
synchronicity involving the recent defeat of the San Antonio Spurs and their
star Tim Duncan by Kevin Durant led Oklahoma City Thunder. I was studying
villages named Philo, and noticed one of only several in US was directly across
Muskingum R. in Ohio from “twin” city Duncan Falls. A quick scan of the area
turned up a Durant village to the south. A little more research uncovered that
they are on exact opposite sides of the Philo topographic map and directly north
and south of each other.

Here’s the map in case you want to check it out.
http://www.topoquest.com/map-detail.php?usgs_cell_id=34978
http://www.archive.org/download/usgs_drg_oh_39081_g8/o39081g8.tif

The only other Philo topo map of US contains only Con Creek in US, which is the
name I was actually researching. For other reasons I decided to name my newest
stream focus in Frank/Herman Park Concreek. There is no US “Concreek”, and “Con
Creek” probably comes closest.

If you pull up an alphalist of official population places on Philo topo maps,
Duncan Falls and Durant are also next to each other.

http://www.chron.com/sports/article/Spurs-can-t-stop-Durant-fall-109-103-to-Thunder-3605229.php

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&gs_mss=duncan+falls+d&cp=19&gs_id=dn&xhr=t&q=
duncan+falls+durant&bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.r_qf.,cf.osb&biw=1680&bih=905&um=1&ie=
UTF-8&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=iQnST_f5MoiG8QTHu_DgAw

My guess is that one of the falls or cascades on Con Creek will be named Duncan Falls, perhaps one of the larger drops. Not sure which one yet.


Concreek Revisit

Journeyed once more to Concreek this afternoon and explored Upper Concreek this time, discovering a nice little cascade where an impasse was reached, or at least I decided I didn’t want to struggle any more with heading through rhododendron in tighter spots. *This* may be the fabled Duncan Falls, but that’s still up in the air, as a number of cascades in Lower Concreek have yet to be named.

No huge new finds on Concreek, although I examined most of the phenomena found Tuesday. I noted that there was no easy way to get past the lower part of Sunglass Island, also also noted that its very dark around Concreek between the island and the cascade in the more open area near Green Stream and the mouth of this tributary. Kind of spooky. Probably one more visit will give me a solid foundation for a map, perhaps coming as soon as Sunday. Tomorrow I have to go down to my mom’s to work.

It’s the island that remains the focus.

Hucka D.:

Concreek will be a blessing.

bb:

Thanks Hucka D. Who lived on the island?

Hucka D.:

Sun. Glass. Sunglasses. Still there.

bb:

Something different about this place.

Hucka D.:

Obviously.

bb:

I wonder if I should take my train track in there, Hucka.

Hucka D.:

Find Philo.

bb:

Thank you.


Philo, CA

TEXT SOON.


Con

“Someone really *is* trying to consecrate Norris Stream, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

Purify. Make a cross on Norris Rock itself, the center. They sense demons.

bb:

Focus probably should remain on Con Creek.

Hucka D.:

Shift around. Don’t make paths too obvious. Con Creek or, now you have me saying it as two words, Concreek has basically spoken what it needs to speak now. It is Andderson Valley (pause).

bb:

Thanks. We’ve described Norris as being in the Andderson Valley as well, Hucka.

Hucka D.:

It was at the time.

bb:

Amazing connections with Anderson Valley, California and Philo there. It’s obvious the Art Line puts out some energy in syncy directions.

Hucka D.:

As you guessed, mainly from the future. Your research is a way to protect and promote the Art Line.

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bb:

I might contact Toby Evans about the Art Line and Philo and the Art 10×10 based on towns right in that narrow band defined by Champion and Evans (38.9 to 39.3 latitude). The Art Line divides what we called the Science Line or Science Meander into two general parts, north and south. The Science Meander, true to its name, meanders up and down and up and down and up and down around the Art Line, strengthening it. The Art 10×10 draws upon its energy in part.

Hucka D.:

And of course you have a Second Life labyrinth to walk yourself anytime you wish. Rain, snow, sleet, hail, thunder, lightning…

bb:

Thunder.

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http://labyrinthsociety.org/art-line-project

The significance of the 39th parallel

The 39th parallel closely denotes the north/south centerline of the country — truly the heartline of America. Creating a physical line of walkable Art can be viewed as activating the heart meridian, reminding us to return to this powerful connection point within ourselves. Moving our bodies through labyrinths built on the line can amplify or distribute the flow of positive heart energy across the country. Is it a coincidence that Washington DC is on the line?

The Art Line is a band 28 miles wide centered on the 39.1 degree north latitude. (38.9 to 39.3 degrees).

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http://www.sfweekly.com/2004-12-01/news/a-winding-path/5/addComment/2/1/4/4/3/


Thoughts 02

Probably no more pictures from Concreek until this weekend because of the rain projected after work during the weekdays. Hucka D. and I have about talked the creek out. Next focus may be back to Quartz Brook and Wealthy Mtn., which I’ve basically ignored in this blog since last fall. That just shows how complex the seemingly (to others) quite small Frank and Herman Parks really are. To me they’re pretty big parks physically, but then enlarged greatly by the psychological space involved now, which keeps expanding. One year ago I knew basically nothing about Norris Stream and Concreek, for example.

I believe my experience with Carcass-One, my Second Life village, will end at the beginning of July when the next tier payment comes ’round. The main projects were the condensing of the Art 10×10 display within the Toxic Art Gallery (in complement with House Greenup) and also the creation of the Sink Lair gallery with the “Synching Creek Designated Mystery Area” exhibit therein. I have moved the former to 7 Stones (to complement the TILE Temple already left there) and have space to move the Sink Lair there as well if I choose (and I probably will). Oh, and also the creation of the X Spot Gallery, which seems to fulfill my desire to create a modern style, larger gallery skybox which would feature collage art from guest artists, as well as displaying art from friends. This would go beyond the similar Galactic Gallery of Pietmond last fall and winter — the X Spot is larger and more inclusive, although actually with about the same number of prims as the Galactic. Pretty amazing there as well. So I’ve been able to condense former exhibits and still have prims to play around with for another, potential gallery or exhibit. And that’s where I run aground, because I can’t think of another exhibit right now, and, groundside, I have a lot of pretty but mostly empty buildings, save the Sink Lair (Mystery Area exhibit within, as stated), SoSo (Oblong series of the Art 10×10 — a gateway gallery to the Toxic Art Gallery as I put it in the notecard), and some more minor exhibits like inside the Coolie Building, House of Truth, Home o’ Fibs, and Gallery 9/0. Oh, I also forgot to mention the “Dark Side of the Rainbow” exhibit still developing in Gallery 9/0 as well. Very exciting there, with great potential.

So do I hold onto Carcass-One beyond June? What do I have left to work on?

Hucka D.:

It’s up to you. But that’s 50 dollars worth of toys you could purchase.

bb:

So everything in Siliconicus.

Hucka D.:

Unless something comes up. And it might.

bb:

I don’t think a move back to Pietmond is in the works either. Might as well stay in Carcass-One. It’s comparatively large, with more contiguous space involved. In Pietmond, if I purchased the land again for a little under 40 bucks, I’d still have the Pietmond South jut to deal with — good or bad. And the X Spot won’t fit in Pietmond.

Hucka D.:

There’s no need to buy the Pietmond land back.

bb:

Don’t suppose.

Hucka D.:

You haven’t asked about Mossmen in a couple of nights. Or toy avatars in general. In the Frank and Herman Park story, still evolving of course, you are tracing a larger story.

bb:

I don’t think I’m quite done with Sunglass Island.

Hucka D.:

You must of course make a map before you’re done.

bb:

Thank you.

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Mossman:

White Eyes, right and left. Turned Dark. Too Much Bright. Red and blue.

http://www.ohiodnr.com/parks-blog/index.php/park-locator/individual-state-parks/blue-rock-se/

History of the Area

Years before this beautiful region was known to the white man, the great Shawnee Nation built Old Town, the village of Chief White Eyes, near present-day Duncan Falls on the Muskingum River. For years, White Eyes was on friendly terms with the white man including the adventurous trapper named Duncan who was permitted by the chief to hunt, trap and trade with them. Duncan became enraged when he found game was being stolen from his traps by a hostile band of Indians from across the river. Duncan began to shoot all Indians who meddled with his traps until he himself was shot by the hostiles while crossing the river at a low spot. His body was found on a gravelly ripple now called Dead Man’s Ripple, and the falls at that spot are called Duncan’s Falls because it was there that Duncan fell.


Lower Concreek Map

Highlights:

Lower Concreek is dividable into 7 or 8 realms, it seems, called The Up, The Island, The Other, The Straight, The Bends, The Dark (obsolete?), The Clear, and The Final. Each is a distinct environment. The center of Lower Concreek appears to be between The Other and The Straight, or at the tip end of Sunglass Islands. It can be identified, perhaps, with a small hole mysteriously rimmed with pebbles, elsewhere called a Portal. Nearby is Salaman, similar to Solomon but with a’s instead of o’s. Must study Biblical Solomon, then, it appears. Does Salaman live in this hole?

The central “urban” area appears to be beside Concrete Falls, one of several named cascades in the area and probably the most significant, being the name origin of Concreek itself (concrete + creek) and also tying it into more general, outside realms, specifically through Con Creek, California in Anderson Valley, and near the beginning of Alex Champion’s Art Line in Philo. The possible developing village there may also be called Concrete Falls (or Philo? Concreek? Phlo?). Concrete Falls lies on the upper side of The Island, which is one of two primary isles making up the Sunglass Islands, each of about equal area. The Other comprises the “other” island of the group (hence The Other Island or Other Island). Between the two lies The Hump, and the shrine to cheap and broken sunglasses everywhere. ZZ Top (or Double Z [Top]) may be a small community at the top of The Hump, then.

Lower Concreek is basically only accessible from Jacob’s I. Road or what is often shortened to Jacobi Road (Ja-cob-I or Ja-COB-i or Ja-COB-e even). It is said a man wandering off this road lost his prescription sunglasses at The Hump, or lost the perspective to see. The glasses were both red and blue, but maybe not 3d glasses. Or maybe they were. It is said that before this loss of perspective the two primary Sunglass islands were actually one island, called The Island. Afterwards, The Island became the west part of the new island, and The Other became the east end. This reminds me of the twinning of Jeogeot and Maebaleia/Satori among Second Life continents, also numbering 7 or 8 like the regions of Lower Concreek. Relationship?

Between The Straight (straight part of creek past Sunglass Islands) and The Bends (bend-y part of stream just downstream from The Straight) comes the intersection with a path crossing the ridge separating Concreek from Parallel Creek, so called because it parallels Concreek. Just beyond Parallel Creek lies a larger meadow extending all the way up to the legendary Square Forest, with legendary aspects still to be revealed in the main. Above both Square Forest and Parallel Creek lies 3 Ridge Hill, perhaps also called 3 Hill Ridge (unlikely). Perhaps also condensable to 3 Hill or just Thrill or The Thrill. Thrilling.

It could turn out that Green Stream, which Concreek empties into (as well as Whitehead Branch and Parallel Stream) could become the most important water flow in Frank and Herman Parks, beyond TILE Creek. We’ll see eventually how that battle for head status shapes up.

Continuing with Concreek, we have Dry Falls and The Clear beyond The Bends, with The Dark perhaps an obsolete region absorbed into The Bends. At the center of the old Dark realm is Rock Drop, still difficult to see because of the darkness but not as much as in the Dark Days before The Island. The Island lit up everything. Dry Falls, a larger drop when water is flowing over it, is at the center of The Clear where Concreek divides into several streams again. No island is really created this time, though. Below Dry Falls is 4 Logs, with great views of the falls and also Green Stream (assumed) in the fall/winter/spring when the leaves are off the trees. Beyond this is The Final, where Concreek makes its final push toward Green Stream. The Final has been blocked off for the summer months to protect regional plants, and will probably open up in the Fall sometime (as will all of Green Stream).

At 4 Logs lives Snoil, said to be the transport of choice for Salaman when he owned the whole of Anderson Valley that Concreek flows through. A Snoil is said to be the fastest creature in the region but you have to sprinkle it with anti-matter dust before riding. Just a smidgen, because otherwise it will create another portal to the Nether Regions (like has occurred in the center of Lower Concreek already). Salaman supposedly learned this the hard way, but on the plus side there’s lots of anti-matter dust in the area, esp. [The Sunk?]. In small doses anti-matter dust also changes water to concrete, supposedly.

The henge between Concreek and Second Life appears to be The Island, which is Maebaleia plus Jeogeot.

Another location: Oval Pool in The Bends, perhaps condensable to Opol. Might be reference to a (similarly oval) tv sceen.


Thoughts 04

Ovol or Oval or Ovool (but probably Ovol) is portal to TV Staticland. It is how you see God. It is end of Carcass-5.

Hucka D.:

Yes. I’m here. Good work[ finding Ovol]. Good work for the day.

bb:

I’ll go back today, even.

Hucka D.:

Square falls into Static at end. Yes. Mobius Strip. Dark Side of the Rainbow heartbeats to end. Wind. Mobius. TV is destroyed and only static remains. Sphere types and creates static. There is much to that. Father Fred.

Lemmon:

Father FRED.

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Fifty-six: Carcass-5 and Carcass-6. Two eyes. Twins. Twinned eyes.

images
Live Bach, Dead Bach

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Sphere types the blog. This Blog.

Hucka D.:

Yes. No one understand. The Blog. Korean. Great literature instead in English and readable. Jasper and Newton, dark and light. The Dark. The Clear. Is Ovol in the center of Dark? Is it light in darkness?

bb:

It is God.

Hucka D.:

It is light.

bb:

It is Dark.

Hucka D.:

It is Clear.

bb:

It is shallow.

Hucka D.:

So forth, so on.

bb:

Thanks.

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In the Dark Days, The Island was surrounded by Castor. Only Cline brought light, uniting the 4 parts against The Worm. The Worm pointed to Center. The Early Bird catches Worm and Bird leads to light beyond Bias. Castor and Pollution becomes Castor and Pollux. Twins again, of course. Manny the Worm in his sleeping bag worm position is kicked out of Black Books and does the Dance of Judas, the Wiggle of Judas or the Judas Boogie. Wiggle like a Worm. Later Manny is called a Worm by boss for cowarding out of responsibilities in world of Galactic Books and returning to Bernard in Black Books. Bernard, then, is the Bird catching the Worm? Or is Simon Pegg (Evan)?

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Evan leaves, Manny jumps up on the counter in a sleeping bag with a muffin and a book. Bernard is watching, he closes his spy hole, wraps up in the wet sheets, coughing all the time, sits in his chair, lights a cig, coughs and it fall into his wine, throws a book at the light switch.

Next morning at Goliath Books, Evan arrives while Manny is still in his sleeping bag.

EVAN: Morning Manny.

MANNY: Morning Evan, just popped in to do my yoga. I do it every morning, in my yoga bag. Just running through a few positions. This is the worm, worm saluting the sun, anaconda.

EVAN: Manny I’m a reasonable guy. I like to be straight with people I expect them to be the same. If you tell me the truth I won’t get mad. So tell me, did you sleep here last night?

MANNY: Yes I did (they both laugh)

EVAN: I’m really angry now!!

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ENTER EVAN.

EVAN: Manny! Come here.

MANNY: Bernard he wants my hair.

BERNARD: How dare you. Don’t you touch a hair on that boys head, have you no respect? He’s mine, get your own human play

thing. You quartz brained little cream puff. (Aims a punch at Evan, misses and fall on the floor, Fran and Manny run to help)

EVAN: OK well I tried. There’s obviously no point out reaching to people like you. Manny in two years you could have been vice-deputy-sub-assistant, but you’re not, you’re here shuffling around on the floor like the worm you are.

Evan goes back to Goliath Books, Manny has clogged the Do-te-de-do machine with muffin crumbs, Evan gets an electric shock, all the devices go crazy, a camera falls on Evans head.

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So The Worm of Cline Island points to The Sun in the center of the 4 colors of red, green, blue and yellow, as Manny points to The Sun in Goliath Books in Black Books. Evan does not like Manny to be a Worm, and thus does not like him pointing to Sun. Like Mr. Burns in Simpsons, Evan wants to blot out the Sun, and to make all in Dark and make the owl’s deafening with their incessant hooting. Bernard likes Manny as The Worm. Later Fran also takes yoga (real this time) and says hello to Sun famously. Anaconda also probably plays role here.

Wurme is importantly a country of Mythos with POPE Beanstalk assumingly pointed to Sun. Represents The Dump play. Wurme is yellow, cast out of Eob (green) and in league with red (Gurr) in Synthesis War to end all wars. Also opposed to blue (Bridee), but allied with same during Holiday Wars predating Synthesis War. Cline passes through Wurme (Edwardboro) to reach Monkey City but never does, instead becoming the seed of the POPE beanstallk.

Hucka D.:

I’ve been woke up again. Carcass-4, The Unfinished, must be dealt with and this is another opening. Jacob-I Road, leading to The Island which is 2 eyes in 1. 4 actually, if you count the hidden eyes behind the eyes. So you have the 4 colors of TILE again. Question: Is *this* where TILE is born?

bb:

The Island was called Cline’s Island in the Dark Days.

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Hucka D.:

I’m tired of talking about this. I’m tired, period. I need to wake up at 9[ again].

bb:

Anyone else I can talk to?

Hucka D.:

Yosef.

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ROUGH TIMELINE

— Cline (Manny Biano, or Manny The White) comes to The Island in league with /Evan/ (Goliath Books) and attempts to raise himself out of surrounding Castor Dark (Black Books). Clineism is born as Cline leaves tick home, with the Worm, 1) Established; 2) Establishing relationship to central Sun (salute), or CENTRE of Island; and 3) Taking in solar energy to become Anaconda. This is Cline becoming POPE in Mythos history or MythHist. Sun is in middle of 4 (Topographic Maps making up Cline Island in Missouri). It is combination of 4 primary colors of red, green, blue and yellow, or TILE in other words. Anaconda is total incorporation of solar energy to become Worm itself as Anaconda, a worm of a higher dimension.

— Cline retreats back to Concrete Falls (Black Books) and becomes non-Worm, or a different, more satisfying kind of Worm. Worm is removed from Island, just as you cannot see Worm on present sattelite map of Clines Island. Cline has been removed.

But of course in another way Manny is Jacob and Bernard is Man in Black. When Manny leaves Black Books, Bernard and the Man in Black become one and the same in Carcass-4. Sun in center of Island is same as Sun/Light in center of LOST’s Island. Evan does not like the worship of the Sun in the center of The Island. Manny has abandoned Bernard just as Jacob did to Man in Black.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castor_and_Pollux


Concreek Again 01

Yesterday (Sunday) it was back to Concreek’s The Island for more fun and photos. The weather forecast said sunny the last time I checked, but the day turned out to be basically overcast. Rather disappointing, but the sun did peek out in spots. The problem with much of Lower Concreek is that it’s so dark in there because of all the trees and underbrush that to take decent pictures you have to have sunlight, at least with my present camera.

Interesting rock on the upper end of The Island (the end closest to Jacbo I. Road, and the part I thus first encounter when visiting the place). Could be a mystery map; hafta analyze more later.

A drowned forest centipede within Concreek just in front of the rock.

This closeup of what appears to be a mayfly didn’t quite turn out, but still represents an interesting failure perhaps.

This is the rock strewn passage atop the northern flow of Concreek around The Island that allows one to reach it safe and dry from the direction of Jacob I. Road. I think I’ll call it Entrance Passage.

A yellowish mushroom of unknown species on The Island.

Another view of the Entrance Passage, buttressed by 2 moss covered rocks, one triangular shaped and the other more square or block shaped, at least by what we can tell from the exposed part.

Closeup of rocks just downstream (Upper Concreek flow still). That may be a piece of “concrete” in the center; again I must make a mental note to check this out upon a return trip, which might come as early as today (?).

Okay, so here we go with the *really* weird stuff. I’ve already talked about my attraction to uprooted trees in Frank/Herman Park related posts this year, specifically tied to 2 in the Upper TILE Creek area of Herman Park. * So when I first saw this newest, “floating” tree on The Island, I knew I had to take a closer look. But for some reason I delayed snapping an actual picture until Sunday — too many other things to examine in the area, I suppose. So I took the below shot, and *only then* noticed the odd arrangement of leaves just beneath the bottom of the uprooted tree.

Take a closer look: each similarly sized leaf of this unidentified weed seems to have been *carefully separated* from the stem, then arranged around this stem in what is perhaps a mock up of their original, relative positions in respect to each other. Now I must reinforce here that *no one* knows about location of The Island except me, not even the wife. I make sure that the true positions of Frank and Herman Park highlights I write about in this blog remain concealed beneath an obscuring mythology of names, stories, and mysteries; the *mythology* is the important thing here to any readers, I feel, and not the actual places, which would probably be pretty boring to visit for most in person. True, an otherwise motivated hiker on Jacob I. Road might wander down to The Island out of curiosity, following my faint trail. Yet even if so, they couldn’t know about my Island mythology or my attraction to “floating trees” that would draw me to this particular spot for a destined photo in due time. No, for me I must start with a *supernatural* explanation: *someone* removed these leaves from the stem one by one, then placed them, along with the stem itself, on the ground just below the floating tree’s roots for me to see. No other way I can see this unfolding; we start with this impossibility and work forward, accepting it.

And it’s such an odd topic that I believe I’ll create a new post soon just dealing with it alone, and move forward for now into other Concreek photos I took the same day. Many more to review still!

So we end this Concreek Again 01 post with a shot of an emerging rhododendron bloom from The Island. Soon the local woods will be full of such pinkness. Beautiful!

Concreek Again 02!


Concreek Again 02

Tangle of rhododendrons near the center of The Island. No way through this stuff, believe me.

Other end of The Island’s aforementioned floating tree, its “top”.

Interesting light green leaf mottled with brighter green. Yet another island mystery object?

What appears to be a deer path runs across the width of The Island, crossing the top of Concrete Falls on its way out. Here we see the path enter the island from its opposite side (south). This path also runs quite close to the root end of the floating tree.

Interesting green stained root in a more muckish part of Concreek’s northern flow around The Island.

Floating tree with jagged tree stump. I’m tempted to call this stump The Cathedral because of the appearance of spires, but I might change my mind.

Difficult to get a decent picture of Concrete Falls but here’s another try, with floating tree to the right now. You can see how close the two mystery objects of the concrete falls and “4 leaves with stem” underneath the roots of the floating tree are, a mere couple of yards. Must be related, to my mind.

Detail of Concreek just below Concrete Falls, with an interesting drip over the roots pictured that I wasn’t able to successfully capture either with a still shot or on video. Doubtful that it will appear the same in subsequent visits.

More seeming mystery in moving down to The Hump at the western edge of The Island now: this half of a broken pair of sunglasses was placed up on the hump in the dirt part several weeks ago — let’s see, that would be almost 2 weeks ago as of today. In the meantime, part of the root system of the fallen tree has been dislodged that included this part of the sunglasses. Not really that mysterious in and of itself, perhaps, but the lens opening in the sunglasses also is firmly wedged onto another piece of root already on the ground (i.e, not fallen), which I’m not sure how could happened “naturally” (once more). I found it impossible to move, actually, without threatening to tear up the whole piece, so I left it. What could be the meaning of *this*? Again, I think I’ll reserve further thoughts in a separate post also dealing with the leaves/stem mystery more toward the center of The Island. My feeling is that there’s a very great chance the two involved events are directly connected, especially given both involve unrooted trees.

We stay at The Hump area for pictures of a small but very interesting pool of water immediately in front of the root system, facing the dirt wall formed here.

The Pool has yet to garner a name, but I have a feeling toy avatars will soon be moving in (again?) to the area, and will most likely generate their own Concreek naming system to add on top of mine. Psychically I can feel their (future) presence around this pool. I almost have it…

Concreek Again 03!


Concreek Again 03

Okay, so in doing some research, I now know the names of the clusters of plants on either side of a mossy log next to The Hump. This clump is made up of stinging nettles, which are found all over Frank and Herman Parks and forests throughout the area…

… and these are umbrella plants, also a commonly found plant in these here parts but not as common as the nettles (which are everywhere, and, yes, they sting if touched!).

Before moving down Concreek to investigate other parts, I spotted this crayfish in the center of the pool pictured at the end of the Concreek Again 02 post. I was surprised to see its presence in such a small pool of water. How did it even find this isolated spot? Did it slowly make its way up Concreek from the larger Green Stream? Btb, several weeks ago I spied a much larger crayfish in Green Stream, probably only about 1/8th of a mile from The Island. It looked like a small lobster, and is one of the largest I remember seeing in the Blue Mountain area. Unfortunately I didn’t have my camera with me at the time.

So we move away from The Island and also bypass The Other and The Straight regions of Lower Concreek to reach The Bends and this interesting pool formed at the end of Big Bend, which, well, is the biggest and also last of the 3 or 4 bends Concreek makes in this area. I’ve mentioned in this post just below that there’s some debate on the naming of Lower Concreek regions, specifically whether yet another region called The Dark should be designated between The Bends and The Clear. If so, my guess is that it would have to start right here at the end of Big Bend. But I’ve also speculated that this might instead be a historical region, no longer used, just like the Citrinitas stage of traditional alchemy fell into disuse in the 16th Century or so.

The end of Big Bend (End Bend?) also contains a rocky island, as yet unnamed, and a potentially very magical, oval pool called Ovol (portmanteau of “Oval” and “Pool”) that God supposedly resides within beyond The Static (which is also said to have absorbed The Dark?). The next 3 pictures are of this pool and the accompanying birch tree growing above it and whose roots form part of the oval itself. The lower side of the oval consists of a leaf and branch dam built by unknown means — yet another mystery to add to the still growing list concerning Concreek as a whole.

Dam to left, root to right, tree to back, Rocky beachy area to front.

If The Dark is still a pertinent area, then this is probably its center: one of a number of small cascades in Lower Concreek but defined by its larger rocks in comparison to others. On the Lower Concreek map prepared several days before, I call this simply “Rock Drop”, a name subject to change. Ironically, when I was passing this cascade, it became directly illuminated by the sun, making it super bright in effect, as recorded by the below picture.

Close-up of same.

Unusual branch in “The Dark” called Two Root Tree, because it is anchored to the ground at both its “beginning and end” while spanning Concreek at the same time. Although smack the middle of the path running from The Island to The Clear, I dare not cut such a sacred plant down. I merely step either over or under it to progress.

Sun illuminating Concreek just before it reaches The Clear. I plan to take more of these type of pictures, but one basically has to be there in the middle of the day when the sun is more or less directly overhead. Overall Lower Concreek is quite dark, especially in this particular spot appropriately called The Dark (at least at one time).

Concreek Again 04!


Concreek Again 04

Upon entering The Clear from The Dark (or The Bends), dark clouds were spotted to the west. This despite the popular local forecaster’s promise of an almost perfect, sunny day, pheh. The one thing you can predict about Blue Mountain weather is that it’s basically unpredictable. Cliche but true.

Another snapshot of Dry Falls in The Clear while sitting on one of the four fallen trees — “4 Logs” — crossing Concreek just below it.

From the same place, I also took this picture of a golden fly posing on a sunlit birch leaf.

On the way back up Concreek, I snapped this photo of interestingly aligned ferns within a mossy log.

Then it was on to new adventures and fun as I decided to hike up the path in the middle of The Bends that crosses a ridge to Parallel Creek instead of merely going back to Jacob I. Road following Concreek. The detour turned out to be very well worth the effort, as I subsequently was able to follow Parallel Creek all the way to Green Stream, to my surprise; brand new territory here.

First a snapshot of Parallel Creek and interesting rocks within. I certainly plan to return, and perhaps even make a separate map of this creek to complement the one already created for Lower Concreek.

The vast Green Stream marshy area as reached by Parallel Creek. This Fall I also plan to make an extensive map of the whole of this larger stream that soon flows into Spoon Fork from this point. The total lenght of Green Stream is about the same as TILE Creek, or about a mile and a half. And it could turn out to be just as sacred as TILE Creek, which is saying a lot.

A very interesting, mossy space just above where Parallel Creek drains into Green Creek. At the top of the below picture can be seen part of a larger pool formed by Green Stream immediately past this juncture, as yet unnamed.

Parallel Creek meets Green Stream.

A curious “X” shape in a mossy bank from the same area. Does this X mark a spot similar to my virtual X Spot Gallery designating Carcass-One as “The Place” (at least for a time)?

Interesting, nearby tree forming 3 bands at its trunk.

Concreek Again 05!


Concreek Again 05

More shots from that interesting, mossy space next to the junction of Parallel Creek with Green Stream. I will return to this subject!

Old log across Green Stream just downstream from the aforementioned pool forming, in turn, immediately after Parallel Creek enters this flow from the south.

Pool itself.

Small rapids just above pool. That’s Parallel Creek, once more, entering from the top.

Close up of same.

We now switch to a nice, fern covered open area between Parallel Creek and Concreek, encountered on path crossing the top of the ridge between the two.

Then we end this little series of posts with a photo of two flowers found on Jacob I. Road while making my way back to the car. To the left and also the upper right corner in the background we have several examples of what are commonly called fire-pinks. To the right is a yellow flower that I unfortunately couldn’t determine the name of.


Continual Questions

Who is Salaman and does he truly live at the epicenter of Lower Concreek in that pebble rimmed hole?

Salaman is identical to Solomon if you magically change a to o.

Solomon sim may be true center, in turn, of Second Life, and where Baker Bloch was born beside on Isle of Baker. We first meet Baker Bloch in this blog interacting with Mr. Low in the underwater temple ruins right next to Solomon, and within the Sea of Solomon. But maybe the Second Life Solomon and Concreek’s Salaman are unrelated.

Salaman rides a Snoil, the fastest creature in Lower Concreekdom. S-Car Stop, S-Car Go!

http://www.beatlesbible.com/1965/12/26/paul-mccartney-moped-accident-liverpool/

After The Worm was erased from The Island, it became 26 separate districts named for letters A-Z and divided into 13-13 instead of former 22-4.

[INSERT MAP]

This was only the upper island or The Island. The Other [Island] was left out of the oddities in the main, or as a reflection of the primary weirdness. It is left [out] eye to right [on] eye, blue to red. Or maybe when The Worm (Wurme) was eliminated (Cline, The Klein or The Cline), the island became unmagical and subject to mundane laws. TILE was divided into mundane letters moving merely from a to z instead of a special manner (I to E to T to L).

We need theorists to help us. Perhaps Hucka D. will be one.

Hucka D.:

The one divided into the 4 with stem included. 4n1. Foreign One. This is the Foreign One, The Arab. The Arab comes and divides the one into the four to become Foreign One. It is his concrete[ as well].

bb:

Is this Future Me?

Hucka D. (after a pause):

Yes. We’ll say.

bb:

Is it Pierre?

Hucka D.:

Damn you! Just joking.

bb:

Peter, then.

Hucka D.:

Might be Peter. Peter SoSo.

bb:

Is it…

Hucka D.:

No. It is closer to say it is you.

bb:

It is an octavized me. Like Anaconda to Worm.

—–

“Shot full of sun.”

—–

I wonder if it’s like Dekker in Star Trek The Movie?

—–

“Thomas… um, do you this… go ahead.”

bb:

Do you think when The Worm is removed and Mundane returns that the Special Level of TILE is left behind?

Hucka D.:

That is a good question.


Thoughts 06?

Have put my Second Life land up for sale and will probably not buy any more until August. So just like last year, I will be tier free in July, maybe beyond. I’ve saved all my work at Carrion, and there’s a possibility I will buy more land after the sale — an equivalent Siliconicus parcel is available as of now. But what would I do with such a parcel? The focus since the beginning of June has been Concreek and attached Frank and Herman Parks, and I can’t see that changing unless another “outside” Mystery Area forms, such as it did in the Abingdon area for me this Spring (Synching Creek Designated Mystery Area). I would also classify Wiltshire County visited by Baker Bloch and family in Spring 2010 as another, larger Mystery Area, and, in fact, I’ve linked the two together through the Abingdon archetype present in each.

Crop circles have been surprisingly slow to develop this year.


Concreek: A Few More

The Pool at The Hump (still unnamed) is drying up as the summer heat and minimal rain scene continues. Hope the little crawdad living within is still doing OK.

Another view of the pebble lined hole at the west end of The Other. Best pic yet of it thanks to a bit o’ sun.

Ovool or Opol — more shots. It too is drying up slowly.

Central twist of Two Root Tree.

Dry Falls, and now the pool below it has dried up as well. I attempted to take a closer look at the revealed bottom but failed to get under the logs of 4 Logs to reach it, or didn’t want to risk damaging any more of the plant/animal life there than I had to.

Very intersting picture, to me, of algae now separated from Concreek water. Looks almost artificial, or as if it were made of threads of small green sequins.

Rock wall at Green Stream where Jacob I. Road passes over top of it. Don’t know why I’ve missed the significance of this wall before now — probably passed it hundreds of times without giving it as much as a 3rd glance. Now that will change (btb, this is also where I saw that much larger crayfish mentioned in the Concrete Again 03 post below).


Thoughts 07

Light that must be protected in center of Island.

Early Bird is Evan who catches Worm (Manny in “worm” sleeping bag). He learns he has slept over in Goliath Books because Bernard kicked him out. This is tracing a larger story about The Island of Lower Concreek.


http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/8681/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9serts

Watch Anthology.

http://abbeyrd.best.vwh.net/carnival.htm


Thoughts 08

Will probably spend most of the day Sunday on Concreek if it doesn’t rain, and it isn’t suppose to at least until the afternoon upon last check (checking right now…). Tomorrow would be a nice day to spend on Concreek but I have to go down to my mom’s once more, pheh. Must think of bigger picture, though.

Hucka D.:

Each individual piece of Concreek is important, baker b. Goodnight to you.

bb:

Hellow to you. Should…

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

So toys should be there.

Hucka D.:

Were there and will be there. Mossmen. Uniko. Mossmen.

bb:

Where does Second Life actually *die*?

Hucka D.:

In Concreek.

bb:

What *is* that concreek?

Hucka D.:

An anomaly.

bb:

I meant concrete there.

Hucka D.:

Yeah. (pause) Future self is telling present self the future in the present. The best way he can. Concrete. Concreek.

—–

bb:

I’ve cancelled my (Carrion) land sale, Hucka D. I’ll just stick with the virtual village until July 7th then make a decision. Only 2 weeks away. The move to Siliconicus fell through — land there sold.

Hucka D.:

Wasn’t in the cards. But now you respect Carcass-One a little more. You should keep it for the summer.

bb:

Not sure about that, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Concreek is sealing up. Only available in early morning because of heat and bugs. All the woods are sealing up — have been sealing up. Now is the time to think internal. Toys. Avatars. Rock.

bb:

Begin to think of the big picture.

Hucka D.:

TILE. How important is that?


Baker is back.


Return of Concreek

The pool in front of The Hump has been replenished thanks to recent rains. I’m sure the resident crayfish is pleased.

Great trees on The Other (the island next to The Island in Lower Concreek), which I believe might be buckeyes. Compare with here, for instance. I’ve also seen at least one buckeye nut in Lower Concreek, and on The Other as well if I’m remembering correctly. Very beautiful from beneath don’t you think?

Abstract taken near The Hump. I may experiment with more of these in the future; it was created by rapid camera motion while snapping the shot.

Interesting close up of the dirt bank of The Hump. I may create more of these as well. Does The Hump hold secret messages within such details? Might be.

A row of 4 briars on The Other just up from The Hump, two green and two brown (and presumably dead).

Somewhat failed shot of the eastern tip of The Island, where I attempted to capture filtered sunlight above the creek.

—–

That’s the place.

“The Billfork Agreement stands in the way of friends.”

bb:

Thanks Hucka D. The Billfork Agreement states to forget the Billfork Agreement.

Hucka D.:

Yes. You must move forward.

bb:

Should I…

Hucka D.:

[No answer, then] Talk to her. It won’t work. It might work later. You have options. Talk to her.

bb:

What of the Synchronicity Phenomena Board?

Hucka D.:

Run its course. Sunklands is next, but wait.

bb:

I can’t seem to get involved in Second Life mainland at all these days.

Hucka D.:

7 Stones. That’s the place.

—–


Another seeming casualty of Second Life mainland degeneration: The Crow’s Foot in Nari.


Look at the amount of land for sale around it. And the green at the top forms part of the protected land of the Hanja Infohub, where no sales can take place.

—–

“What of Concreek?”

Hucka D.:

Closed for the summer maybe? Or the heat of the summer.

bb:

What should I work on?

Hucka D.:

Carcass-7.


Castor Lite

Early oil painting of The Island (Max Ernst’s “Castor and Pollution”, 1923).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guam

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_Guam

The name “Guam” is an exonym. In his final State of the Island Address on February 15, 2010, Governor Félix Camacho called for Guam to formally be henceforth referred to as Guahan (Guåhån), the name of the island in the indigenous Chamorro language,[12] and issued an executive order to make it official.[13] Camacho simultaneously began referring to himself as the “Governor of Guahan.”[14]

According to historian Toni Ramírez of the Historic Preservation Office of the Guam Department of Parks and Recreation, the name Guahan means “we have”[13] or “a place that has”,[12] in reference to the island’s rivers and other natural resources, which were relatively rare on other neighboring Micronesian islands.[13]

Guahan or Guaján was the name widely used on the island between 1521 and 1898.[12][15] However, both the names Guam and Guahan appear in historic documents and maps dating back hundreds of years, according to Peter Onedera, a historian and Chamorro language professor at the University of Guam.[14] Richard Leary, the first United States Naval Governor of the island, adopted the name Guam in 1900 when he called it “isle of Guam.”[13][14]

Two-term Governor Camacho, who could not seek a third term, left office in 2011.[14] He explained in his final State of the Island Address that the name change will solidify his legacy as governor and cement his place in history.[14] He argues that the change to Guahan will reaffirm the island’s distinct identity and Chamorro cultural heritage.[13] Camacho’s order specifically states that the change “enhances the practice of the Chamorro language and promotes the historic and cultural connection to the island”.[14] The executive order will apply to only local Guamanian government institutions, official communications, business transactions and signs at this time.[14] However, Camacho expressed interest in having community leaders, businesses and lawmakers adopt the Guahan name as well.[14] He further announced that he would introduce Bill 331 in the Guam Legislature to change the name to Guahan in law.[12] The executive order does not have a set deadline for agencies to adopt the change, in order to lessen any time or monetary burdens on the government during a prolonged economic recession.[14] Changes should be made when it is most convenient for the government agency, such as ordering new office letterhead.[14]

Reaction to the proposed change was mixed among both lawmakers and residents. Speaker of the legislature Judith Won Pat noted that the change could help restore a perceived loss of identity in Guam.[13] She told the media, “This is the age where, throughout the world, people want to know who they are and find their identity. This is very important for Guam as well.”[13] Author and former senator Katherine Aguon, who recently published a Chamorro–English dictionary, also supported the name change, but emphasized that any proposal should be approved by Guamanian voters.[14]

An official, sanctioned name change may have some economic repercussions on the island. Then senator (and later governor) Eddie Calvo, while supporting the order, noted that the costs of changing the name on signage, documents and advertising campaigns would have to be taken into account.[13] The Guam Visitors Bureau (GVB), which has spent millions of dollars to brand Guam as a major tourist and business destination using the island’s current name, recently launched a new marketing campaign called “We Are Guam”.[16] The economic costs of changing all road and welcome signs, as well as documents and tourism campaigns, would have to be evaluated.[16]

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2008/11/12/6695/

http://www.pacificworlds.com/guam/land/water.cfm


Concreek Once More x 2

Pool at The Hump has obviously dried up in recent days, although now by the time I snapped this picture last weekend it was filling back up with water. When I revisited Con Creek yesterday, however, the pool was completely dry again, with cracks widened. How long will it take to fill up this time?

Interesting rippled rock on the downstream side of this pool. I guess I’ll go ahead and call it Hump Pool for lack of a better name right now.

Rhododendron now in full bloom in the woods.

Interesting “spirit” effect in this particular picture.

Also near The Hump’s dried up pool was found this hornet, still attached, it appears, to part of a fallen nest. The hornet seemed to be dying.

—–

Then yesterday I took the remaining shots of this blog post, starting with two objects found when first entering a Concreek region I call The Flat, just north of The Island and Con Creek itself. True to its name, the region is basically flat, bordered on one side by the Slope of Philo next to Concreek (a name subject to change) and then by another slope with thick rhododendron on the far side from Concreek. The two objects in question are a single rhododendron bloom (pink) and a cracked bird’s egg, perhaps a robin’s egg. The conjunction of pink and blue immediately caught my eye upon entering The Flat, and I knew I should take my first picture of the day here.

Two interesting humps of moss lie nearby. Do they represent a middle “green way’ between opposites red and blue? Does The Flat as a whole stand for this median position?

Interesting stump with attached roots in the middle of The Flat, as seen through the rhododendron branches.

Early appearance of fall leaves? Or is it just a partially dying tree?

Tangle of rhodo limbs just upstream from Concrete Falls, near the center of The Island.


Concreek: Almost Dry

From The Bends section we present Ovool, completely dry now with absolutely no reflective magic left.

Arrangement of rocks in The Dark just beyond. No water in this creek basically from the lower end of The Other to its mouth at Green Stream. Or what was once its mouth. Needless to say, probably, that the pool in front of The Hump is also dry. *Very* little water here.

Hucka D.:

Dry Falls was the first to go, then it’s like dominoes.

bb:

Opal. Not Ovool but Opal. That’s the name of the oval pool.

Hucka D. (correcting):

Opel.


vice-deputy-sub-assistant

“The Island still attempts to speak to me. It is Guam. It is Nome through Guam. Ummagumma. 4 in 1. Foreign One.”

Hucka D.:

Sounds like me (!)

bb:

Special TILE, the former majesty of The Island through Guam the Island through Nome the Island, has turned into Mundane TILE or reverted. Magic lost. Ugum River.*

—–

Hucka D.:

Well, let’s talk about that, then.

bb:

OK.

Hucka D.:

You first.

bb:

Don’t know where to start.

Hucka D.:

Start at the beginning. Does it start with Special or does it start with Mundane?

bb:

Special.

Hucka D.:

Magic is first, then non-magic. Correct. The world is naturally magical. In and of itself. It can be deadened.

bb:

Castor and Pollux came first. Then Castor and Pollution. Pollution is deadening. Pollution is what it says it is. Sinking. Moving away from. Cline… Klein Bottle can still connect. This is Oz. 4 in 1. Foreign One.

Hucka D. (quoting):

“He explained in his final State of the Island Address that the name change will solidify his legacy as governor and cement his place in history.” It is an attempt to return to the magical. It will take more than a name change, but that may be a start. Why not keep the name the same and return the magic all at once. Embrace Guam, but yet do not embrace the changes that are associated with the name. Return the magical.

—–

* Approp. quote:

http://www.pacificworlds.com/guam/land/water.cfm

“The river has always been respected,” Joe explains, for that’s where the spirits dwell. We were cautioned and taught not to destroy anything around the river area, or any water area. Normally we’re taught not to make any noise around that area, or there will be warnings from the spirits that you have done that.

“And such warnings are bruises on your bodies, on places where you don’t know where it came from. These are ancestral spirits, not like the ancient times, where you have spirits of the moon and spirits of the stars, and all of that. The Spanish came in and all of that had changed, but the respect for the water remains, because of the resource that it brings us.”


“With…

… the next carcass, Hucka D., non-carcasses that can be named will equal the number of carcasses, both with 19, then. Amazing.

Hucka D.:

King of the Stans is the last non-carcass. And Billfork is the first carcass correct. Billfork, Herman Park, Haze County, US of A.

The 19th carcass will then be Carcass-7. Carcasses have no other names besides numbered carcasses within the confines of this blog, a natural limitation.

Hucka D.:

You have graduated high school. Soon will be college. Soon will be The Table. The Table is already there. Middlesboro… path of Green.

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2012/07/05/concreek-once-more-x-2/

Two interesting humps of moss lie nearby. Do they represent a middle “green way’ between opposites red and blue? Does The Flat as a whole stand for this median position?

Cousins (brothers?) Bossmoss and Mossman per chance?

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2010/02/28/we-better-start-hucka-d/

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Tomorrow Con Creek

“Con Creek tomorrow most likely, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

1Pink.

bb:

Ahhh.

Hucka D.:

Absorption.

bb:

Right-o.

Hucka D.:

OWZ… you go ahead.

bb:

OWZ, Tin S. Man or Dr. Blood, these are my companions now.

Hucka D.:

They will guide you.

bb:

And Henry L. Cow.

Hucka D.:

That is a magic door to open.

bb:

The elements are there for a new alignment.

Hucka D.:

Rivals. Clawing for the top, or the 3rd from the top. (smiles)

bb:

The Age of Carcasses continues.

Hucka D.:

The blog continues. Don’t give up yet.

Ethel:

Don’t give up on me!


Con Creek 01

Fungi was a key word for today’s hike down Con Creek, starting with this apparently new beauty found just upstream from The Hump. Classification (as with a lot of the ‘shrooms pictured in these 2 posts): unknown. But it was pretty large and pretty yellow and pretty period. Larger than what it seems like in the the below photo.

The rather dry weather is also taking its toll on some of the local vegetation as well, like this clump of umbrella plants next to The Hump, apparently.

Another fungus found on The Straight section of Lower Con Creek.

More interesting rock placed on top of another, larger rock in The Dark.

Then we move on beyond Con Creek to the mother flow Green Stream, which I was able to explore at some length today thanks to the bright idea of taking my shoes off and wading down the creek barefoot a distance. My journey included stopping at this log with mysterious marks on it — will return here later for sure for more stories and photos.

And also here… (that’s a dried up centipede in the foreground — another quasi-drought victim?).

Beautiful new spot found on the banks of Green Stream further downstream from any place already mentioned in this blog, but not far beyond the location described in this earlier post: the mouth of Parallel Creek.

Then we move to just below the Parallel Creek-Green Stream conjunction. That’s my sneakers atop the log crossing the stream in the background.

Another major find today was Mayfly Island in Green Stream, near the mouth of Con Creek. Below we see the lower end of the small island, and the fallen petals of red flowers which I believe are scarlet beebalms…*

… as pictured here a little further around and in back of this island — the likely source of the floating petals, then.

Tall standing weeds marking the length of the island, as paralleled by the limbs of an overshadowing tree.

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* Later the name of the island was settled upon as Damselfly Island, since those were the actual name of the insects fluttering about and around it (and not dragonflies or mayflies). A special relationship with Grandglaize Creek in Missouri was also implied upon this settlement.


Con Creek 02

Another unidentified, green-ish Con Creek fungus.

Rocks from The Straight region.

Moss Falls from same. Still water here but not a lot, and it disappears rather quickly as we move from The Straight to The Bends region heading “downstream.”

More fungi:

I believe this is called a coral mushroom, and there are a number of other examples nearby.

Mysterious black and white stones found on the southern side of The Other. Hucka D. has since directly linked them to the black and white motif running through the LOST series, including black and white stones found at Jack’s cave prominently featured in 1Pink. In other words, this seems to be another, meaningful paranormal manifestation at Con Creek already witnessed in several locations at The Island just upstream from The Other.

The center spot of The Other may be this “veiled gateway” between the two sides of the pseudo-island. The black and white stones mentioned previously lie just beyond this gate in the now dry stream bed on its southern side.

More mushrooms found near the upper end of The Island as I was walking back to Jacob I. Road, this time of a yellow (left) and red (right) variety, and quite small as well. Could this conjunction of colors be yet another psychic indicator of some sort?


Way Help On

Great weekend of hiking. Explored and also expanded the Con Creek area, learning more about its mother flow Green Stream and another island there near the conjunction of the two water courses. Also returned to Billfork in Herman Park for the first time in several months, to find that Billy Spring had almost dried up as well like Con Creek. There was a *bit* more water in Con Creek yesterday than the last time I checked, but not much. The lower part of the creek was still totally dry — all past the section called The Straight. The former little pool next to The Hump on The Island was still devoid of water. I’m not sure when the flow will return; maybe not until next Spring even?? Fungi was a key subject in my last visit.

Hucka D.:

You will have fun this fall exploring Con Creek. And Green Stream — Green Stream I meant in particular. Mossmen’s heart of mythology. Baxter area. Rampant.

bb:

Baxter?

Hucka D.:

Help is on the way.

bb:

Heart of summer, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Creek, walk, feet, wet, Island, island, computer, island.

bb:

Mossman computer?

Hucka D.:

Yes. (pause)

bb:

I think I’ll call that island Dragonfly Island. Or Blue Dragonfly Island.

Hucka D.:

Mossmen hid in the tall grass[ there]. Interior was the computer. Built with breeze blocks.

bb:

From the Square Forest?

(Hucka D. doesn’t answer.)

bb:

Is the Square Forest instead the computer, Hucka D.?

(no answer.)

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bb:

What of the black and white stones found on the south side of The Other, Hucka D.?

The Other:

I am The Other. I am black and white. I have shadow. I am not The Island. I am shadow. I am Other.

bb:

Like this?

Other:

Call me Other. The Other.

bb:

So that’s the reasons the black stone is smaller. It’s like the picture[ above]. The Other and The Island[ people] as we know them up until then, headed by Jack.

Other:

There was a… split. In plot. The hatch and the cave. Jack wanted Adam and Eve to be formed in the cave. He thought he and Kate were Adam and Eve. In real life…

Hucka D.:

In real life, Kate is Eve as well… Evangeline I believe. This was not lost on the actor at the time. This is the girl. Real into fiction. Like Marion Crane in Kansas.

bb:

Yes.

Hucka D.:

Water was found. The survivors could[ continue to] survive.

bb:

Of course Eko carrying Sawyer is black carrying white, and in Forrest Gump it is opposite, with white, Forrest, carrying black, Bubba.

The Other:

Other.

bb:

So the stones were there[ at The Other] because of my recent research into LOST.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Other.

bb:

In Forrest Gump, Bubba dies, [while] in LOST, Sawyer lives. Barely.

Hucka D.:

The two[ movements into the jungle] collide here and fuse. Black and white.

bb:

Geez I’ll never figure this one out.

Hucka D.:

LOST is the spine. (pause)

bb:

Groundhog Day influences LOST… makes the days repeat. Jack is forever trapped in the day he woke up in the forrest.

Hucka D.:

That is the influence. Leading to water… caves… Adam and Eve. Lost father. Father. Coffin is station. Empty coffin is empty station… without meaning.

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bb:

What is the picnic in the jungle?

Hucka D.:

It is The Wall. It is the survivors trapped on the Island and fed like pets. Trapped like the others were in that meadow, in that trailer, building that wall. The people on the island were also building a wall of 10,000 stones. (pause)

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bb:

I was building a wall of 10,000 stones in Part A of 1Pink, Hucka D. But then I was set free as Let’s Rock faded.

(no answer.)

bb:

I was on the side of Wind River again, then, looking for answers elsewhere. This came as Mulholland Drive instead of Twin Peaks, the location I mean. Switcheroo.

Hucka D.:

Car. Wreck. Jail sentence over. But then: death. Death of A. Start again.

bb:

Let’s see… driving and wrecking the car. The car is part B. Regaining the car is… the key. The key to the car. Starting the car. Ignition. Failsafe.

http://lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/Fail-safe

Crashing the car in B is crashing the plane in A — same thing. “Repeating” again. This is the only one, Hucka D., that could be held together like it did. It is one and it is pink and it is large.

Hucka D.:

It is large.

bb:

It’s probably the source of the Billfork Agreement.

Hucka D.:

*Yes.* Pennsylvania.

bb:

The Billfork Agreement said something like, “Get me to Pennsylvania and I’ll do the rest.”

(no answer.)

The Other:

Corsica.


Great Northern Tree

One more map of Concreek, this time focusing on Green Stream and probably Parallel Creek, may come this next week, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

The island is Mayfly, the island is Dragonfly, the island is Damselfly. Three in one. Foreign One. The tall standing weeds concealed.

bb:

Thanks for that, Hucka D. I’ve decided to accept myself as an outsider artist and also illegal artist but also a collage artist. All three. Foreign One I suppose, again.

Hucka D.:

The island is you. It’s not The Island (on Concreek) but an island. But it has a one name. One name. Either of the 3 of 4, with the 4th hidden of course per tradition.

bb:

I think it may just be Foreign One, then, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Concealed. Breeze blocks.

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bb:

I must think of when I turn into Whitehead and actually move into the woods at times. This will happen at Whitehead Crossing.

Hucka D.:

Among other places. Rock knows.

bb:

I must begin to focus again on Whitehead Crossing, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Tree. Rock. Flowers. Bloom. Blossom. Grass. Meadow. Rock Meadows. Rock’s Meadow.

bb:

Jeogeot captured in that rock. Grey Rock.

Hucka D.:

I like talking about Green Stream and Concreek and Whitehead Crossing. And Martin… er, Allen Knob. And Norris or NORRIS or norris.

bb:

Another Foreign One or 4-in-1.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Voice.

bb:

And the great tree to the north.

Hucka D.:

The tree certainly has stories as well. Another type of toy avatar, unknown for now.

bb:

Pizza?

Hucka D.:

What?

bb:

Dunno. (pause) Speaking of unused pictures here…

Hucka D.:

Someone…

bb:

Someone wants norris[ stream] for themselves. A Jesus Factor. Purification. Their own personal channel. Voice.

Hucka D.:

Voice…

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The name of the island indicated what forces controlled Concreek at any given time. THREE IN ONE. FOREIGN ONE. Hope is on that island. CONCEAL.


Damselfly Island

Damsel, Missouri related:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grandglaize_Creek

Grandglaize Creek is a creek and tributary to the Osage River that forms the Grand Glaize Arm of the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri. The creek flows for 10 miles (16 km) before reaching the Lake of the Ozarks, and the Grand Glaize Arm extends another 15 miles (24 km) before reaching the Osage River within the lake.[1]

The creek as recognized by the Geographic Names Information System is spelled as one word. However it is widely spelled as two words Grand Glaize. It should not be confused with the Grand Glaize Creek which is a tributary to the Meramec River in St. Louis County, Missouri.

The creek is formed by the confluence of Dry Auglaize Creek and Wet Glaize Creek near Brumley, Missouri near Toronto, Missouri in Camden County, Missouri. From there it flows north through Miller County, Missouri,

According to the Missouri Department of Natural Resources the lowest flow that could be expected in a 10 day period is 16 cubic feet (0.45 m3) a second [2] The creek becomes part of the Lake of the Ozarks at the extreme southeast corner of Lake of the Ozarks State Park.
Bridge
Main article: Grand Glaize Bridge

When Bagnell Dam was built to impounded the Osage River, it also impounded the creek which had previously flowed into the river. The Grand Glaize Bridge carried U.S. Highway 54 over what is now the Grand Glaize arm of the lake. The bridge was known as the “Upside-Down Bridge” because the supporting structure was built below the deck to allow for an unobstructed view of the lake. …

Besides the Lake of the Ozarks creek and the creek near St. Louis there is also an Auglaize River in Michigan/Ohio. Grand Glaize on the Auglaize River near Fort Defiance, Ohio is thought to be the birthplace of Chief Pontiac.

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Significance? The Gran Glaize flow in Missouri is formed from the confluence of Dry Auglaize and Wet Glaize Creeks near Toronto, which in turn is near Montreal. Dry and Wet could refer to the two conditions of Concreek encountered in May-July so far, or the wet and dry conditions of the creek itself. Damsel near the old mouth of the Grand Glaize (which I suppose would represent the whole of Concreek in its two states, wet and dry) would equal the newly found and named Damselfly Island similarly near the mouth of Grandglaise — this is the only US pop place beginning with “Damsel”. Damsel is also the site of the Linn Creek-Grand Glaize Memorial Airport, reinforcing the Damsel-Grandglaize association. Like Concreek (as Con Creek), Grandglaize is often inappropriately spelled as two words, Grand Glaize, instead of one. Montreal and Toronto, being the two largest cities of Canada, may also represent wet and dry itself, or opposite colors red and blue through resonance with Missouri’s own two biggest cities of St. Louis (redbird red) and K.C. (royal blue).

—– (several seconds later)

OMG, I think we have proof of this. In looking up the name Dry Glaize, apparently a historic town near Wet Glaize and on the Dry Auglaize Creek, found out it is on the *Conns Creek* topographic map (!) Dry Glaize was also known as Glaize and Glaize City. Conns Creek is an approx. 7 or 8 mile long flow that empties into Wet Glaize Creek a couple of miles below its confluence with Dry Auglaize Creek, where together they form Grandglaize. Conn Creek’s mouth is between the villages of Wet Glaize and Toronto, or about 2 miles from either, with both these villages being on Wet Glaize Creek.

In fact, however, in checking again, it looks like Conns Creek meets up with Sellars Creek to *form* Wet Glaize Creek, and the village of Wet Glaize is instead on Miller Creek, a tributary of the latter. Hmm, also a Chalfant Cemetery in Seven Springs Hollow off Conns Creek.*

What does all this mean?

In this older Camden County map (before the Lake of the Ozark formation), we have no Wet Glaize Creek but just the towns of Dryglaize, Wet Glaize and the stream of Grand Glaize, which appears to be the same as Wet Glaize Creek or has absorbed Wet Glaize Creek.

This assumption is reinforced in this 1920 map of the county, where once again there appears to be no Wet Glaize Creek (just the village) but a Grand *An*Glaize and a Dry Anglaize that meet near Damsel and also the curiously named Zebra hamlet. Also on this map there is no village named Dryglaize (also claimed by the GNIS database to be later named just Glaize, to add to the confusion!). A zebra is both black and white — wet and dry once more? Is it also curious that the now dry Concreek bed has recently revealed to me an obvious black-white stone pairing?

And then on this 1895 map we have Dry Glaize, Wet Glaize, Auglaize *and* Glaize villages appearing, but no accompanying named streams.

http://www.dreamomania.com/dreamdictionary/animals/zebra_meaning/

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* Appropriate quote:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0105665/quotes

[Cooper and Carl look at the space where Desmond vanished]
Cooper: What was here Mr. Rodd?
Carl: I trailer was here. What the hell d’ya think?
Cooper: Could you tell me whose trailer it was, and who stayed in it?
Carl: Yeah, it was an old woman and her grandson.
Cooper: Could you tell me what their names were?
Carl: Uh… Chalfont, that’s it. As a matter of fact, ‘Chalfont’ was the name of a family that rented this space before, or at the same time. Two Chalfonts. Wierd, huh?

http://www.endofmedia.com/?p=169


“I’m…

… down to a basic membership in Second Life once more, Hucka D. No more land owned for now. The Table House remains, thankfully, and basically in the same location in [7 Stones].

Hucka D.:

Good.

bb:

The Carcass-7 game is on.

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bb:

Hmmm, the Big Rock seems to be a second “microcosmia” I’ve mentioned on this blog, Hucka D. I wonder if the two are possibly related.

Hucka D.:

You must return to the first or original microcosmia, the one you first encountered I mean by that name. Tile Creek beckons you back.

bb:

A snake owns the second, larger Microcosmia.

Hucka D.:

Yes (smiles). A big snake for a big rock.

bb:

Indeed. Does the snake have a name?

Hucka D.:

Carl.

bb:

Hmm.

Hucka D.:

And his wife Shelly. And their babies Carl Jr. and Butch. And Uncle Bennie. And the seven Aunts, all named for colors. And the 4 nieces who just went off to high school together. And the littlest baby, Stipples. So cute. Child of Bennie. Nephew of Carl.

bb:

Great. Thanks for all that. What is the role of this new Microcosmia in Mossman legend?

Hucka D.:

Oh it was important. Marked the 2nd portal, the one with the most energy[ for sure]. Ugly Rock plays a role. It is difficult to cross the stream there for a reason. Carl knows.

bb:

The central long fissure must have been a source of worship.

Hucka D.:

Central Pool, yeah.

bb:

I have a lot of time to figure the rock out.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Microcosmia.

bb:

I wonder if the long fissure is possibly some kind of timeline, embedded in the rock or the soil.

Hucka D.:

Yes. It is.

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Hucka D.:

When Mossmen came across the fissure, they thought the same thing. They saw this as this and that as that. Perfect mirror. Microcosm.

bb:

One side represents the founding of the Mossmen at Grandfather Mountain.

Hucka D.:

Northern part. Great Snake. Carl.

bb:

Only at Great Pool did they discover their own identity or begin to discover it.

Hucka D.:

Mocksity. Moss Most. Both. On same creek obviously (Spoon Fork).

bb:

It certainly shows up pretty clearly in Bing Maps, Hucka D. You can kind of even see the fissure on the rock we’re talking about.

Hucka D.:

Yes, Ship Rock is a correct name.


Ship Rock 01

Hiking up Jacob I. Road toward Concreek, Square Forest straight ahead.

Square Forest backing the field with the R&R Table (Reading and Riting). It is here that Michael Too use to read and perhaps write (rite) as well. Michael Too is legend.

Moving way past Concreek now, following Jacob I. Road all the way to Spoon Fork, perhaps a 1 1/2 mile distance from The Wye where I parked my car. Ugly Rock also featured in this 2008 blog post is in the foreground, Spoon Fork and bordering rocks on the opposite shore are in the background.

Looking downstream from the approximate place of Ugly Rock toward Ship Rock, our main destination for the day.

Ship Rock itself, with the independent Askew Rock to the right. Beautiful scenery here.

Mystery pools on Ship Rock. The whole rock is one big mystery set in stone.

Other side of Askew Rock, where a split of Spoon Fork settles into a pool of water with a rock in its center. It’s from this center the below picture was taken from, looking north.


What we know about “K”

K lives in a (w)hole in the epicenter of Lower Concreek, but he did not know it by that name. He may have manufactured the name, however.

K is related to Duke’s Coach K through the Fall 87 Scetchbook, which is an alchemical text that may be updated and is featured in part in Floydada.

K is blue-black in color, related to Julie of Blue who wears blue-black throughout the film, externally reflecting her internal, bruised nature (she’s black and blue inside).

K is Duke and so the 4th.

K is the 4th of July, also the 4th of Julie according to The Bill.

K is found early on in the Art 10×10 in the Greenup Series (pic 3).

K is called SoSo because he identified himself as such at one time (“I’m SoSo”).

K is blue(-black) but also red, and I suppose also white, identifying him as an American as well and turning all red-white-blue (up on a flagpole where he is hung like a flag). *However* in identifying himself as SoSo, he is Anti-American as well, who always lie about their medical condition and x-rays and say something to the effect that they are “*extremely* well”.

K is Blue and Red.

K is blue and red glasses, identifying his home as near Jacob I. Road.

K is Solomon, sometimes “Solo Man”, as in Gabriel going Solo from Genesis with his “Car” album and “Solsbury Hill” song about this decision to leave Genesis.

K is a Fallen Man as Solo Man.

K is Gabriel’s Mozo, and thus an alchemist who is both lowest and highest in one. He is Mercurious.

K is known as Salaman if follows that Solomon changes to Soloman or Solo Man.

K is a composite of several songs spanning several albums, and ending in Red Rain on So, but known to the split (double visioned) Red Rain as SoSo perhaps.

K is Polish, both Coach K and Director K of Red-White-Blue.

K is dead and K is alive.


Compare:

Continuing to read Sesh Heri’s The Handprint of Atlas, found this and highlighted:

Compare w/ this:

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2012/08/01/damselfly-island/


Thoughts…

Soon Fall Hiking Season will be upon me. Excitement! Starting to attempt to make connections between the various stories developed around Frank and Herman Parks, and all of Haze County they are a part of. Energy of Second Life is faint; probably won’t buy more land anytime soon? (I don’t own or rent any presently, and haven’t since early August). Red 7 is complete.

It’s been a good but busy summer. Goodbye, however.


Tennis Man

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