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00440513

It was right here where his ship landed years ago, perhaps 5 now, which would be about 42 or 43 years for him I suppose, given the 1 : 8 1/2 year conversion between Earth time and Our Second Lyfe time. Volcanic Zebrasil-Ichelus was and is the island, a well known landmark (infohub) to old timey Our Second Lyfe residents like me and perhaps like you. His robot parents were destroyed by hostile native glytches shortly after arrival but he survived by hiding in the bushes situated just here there and there, his littler body not detected by the marauding mutants, diminutive themselves but bad of eyesight. Then, not too long afterwards, vacationing adventurist Sugar Demossville, a brightly hued, small dinosaur who ran the eponymous Sugar Shack over in nearby Big Woods at the time, scooped up his little robot body found on an inner tube in the offshore water (glytches don’t like water, he’d found out in the meantime; too late to save his parents, though) and took him back home to the mainland with her. Since Sugar was red and green herself, just like Billy’s safe haven inner tube, she deemed it fate that he join her in the woods and live out the rest of his natural mechanical life there with her. But it was Sugar herself who died first from a stimulus induced heart attack brought on by one too many pieces of pecan and cherry pies at once several years later (2? 17?), freshly plucked from 2 of Big Woods’ many pie trees and too delicious to resist gluttonously gobbling down that fateful morning in late April’s May despite the warnings from her 2 doctors not to double up on the sugars like she did with her physicians. She was survived by mate Donald the Thong, a man-sized, almost naked duck to complement Sugar’s woman-sized, totally naked dinosaur — very tall but still within range, let’s say. He couldn’t deal with, let’s say again, Billy’s hypersomnia where his constant sleeping blended day and night until he couldn’t tell one from the other. “What time is it?” he’d ask now mate-less Donald. Then 5 minutes later, “What time is it?” “Five minutes after you asked the last time, little Billy,” Donald originally said to things like this but patience gradually wore away like his clothes did before (thanks Venus!), soon leading to harsh replies like, “You’re *clockwork*, Billy. You can’t tell time??” Time for Billy to be sent away himself, not to the Land of Death like Sugar thankfully but still regrettably to a robot orphanage over in Lesters Best, with many similar stories of eroded owner patience in the air, mostly for other kinds of conditions but with one in particular sounding very much like his own: that of Sally’s, who turned out to be the love of his life and the light in his eyes, particularly after the brain meld. What fortune, what fate! (once more!). He would never be left in the dark again.


Billy revisiting his “homeland”.


Billy staring over at his red and green inner tube, his safe haven until Sugar rescued him from this hellish landscape which took the lives of his parents (additional note: the glytches have meanwhile been rounded up and taken care of).

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00440107 (Plutonians)

“I have seen many things in the forest,” she explained to me. “I have seen a giant stone hand with an eye representing the place where I came. But not where I’m going.”

“Our Second Lyfe,” I pinpointed. “Or better, *Their* Second Lyfe.”

“Forest of Kahruval at least,” she said to my observation. “This was different. This was Kerchal. A full sim chocked to the brim with pines of several different varieties. No grass, unlike the Rubi Woods found later. But not devoid of other vegetation, which is my next item on my list.”

“Go ahead, then,” I encouraged.

“So one day, after being involved in the forest for a while, I chanced upon two bushes and wondered about the old expression of not seeing them because the trees of the forest took the focus. *This* is where I’m going, I realized. Toward the bushes.”

“Um hmm,” I said, trying to adjust to this new focus as well. I saw — the overlap. Bakers’ Island. This is Baker Blinker, with Baker Bloch soon to come along as well. Bakers in the plural, then. Salvation.

“And then we have the treehouse. Where I opened the eye with the (alphabet) map. But that was within another forest. Or so I thought.

“Everything became white.”

“But this was actually after the arrival of the aliens,” I said. “They build the treehouse. In *those* woods.”

“That’s what changed after the whiteness,” admitted Wendy who was playing the role of Baker Blinker currently. Or maybe it was visa versa — another reversal. “The aliens came first. Two bushes; two ships. Not one.

“The other (find) was a made up reality. *I’m* made up.”

“Because you’re actually Wendy. Not Baker Blinker,” I said. The alien she described before, a big white cup with a pink straw that took control, was obviously her, probably arrived from the future — say, 8 1/2 years later. Not a true alien, at least in her mind. But I knew better. Because of the pink.

“Like I said, there were two of them. Not one. They *built* the treehouse. Everything was backwards from what I remembered. The treehouse came last not first,” she reinforced. “They *built* it,” she couldn’t help but say again.

So should I tell her that both realities are true? Too soon?

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00430315

She came out of the dispensary beside the quick fix ganja vending machine V sipping chamomile tea and staring at the Black Star on its side and wondering how long Bowie had been dead. At least 8 years, she reckoned, maybe 8 1/2, the length of Fellini’s career up to the movie of that same title.

Her attention then shifted to the crime scene in the plaza slightly below her from this vantage point at the top of the cement steps, the heart of her po’ faux Nightsity, one of a handful I’ve found in Our Second Lyfe in the past month and a 1/2 or so. Another Blue Moon Kentucky killer victim, she gathered, 3rd this month of May’s June soon to slide into July. Should’ve shut down that so-called secret strip club behind the *sometimes* locked door weeks ago because of them, she thinks. Now another lies fallen.

Chef-inspector Petty studies the body outline and blood splatter volume and directions with rookie Dirk Bejirk, uselessly drawing a gun on the now vacant crime scene with no perpetrators in sight. Petty’s on loan from Aisle of Palms where absolutely nothing has happened since the end of the last photo-novel 2 months ago, not at the Perch restaurant in the Blue Feather complex during the day (chef 1/2 of his life), nor at the investigative agency in Cement Village at night (inspector 1/2 of his life). He’d even managed to get a proper amount of rest lately because he could now sleep on the job — both jobs — and get away with it. No more. Perch manager Percy Bidercy had to lay him off because of the lack of paying customers. The clients at the agency were also basically nonexistent. Put all this together and we have the current scene: Petty working in a different spot.

“It’s that strip club,” offered gun toting Dirk, still pointing at air. “City council should’ve shut it down weeks ago.”

“It’s not the strip club,” said Petty, defying common opinion. He gobbled another goober (peanut), trying to clear his mind of distractions. “Dirk, why don’t you go pick us up some food at that Chinese restaurant we passed on the way here. Bucket of Egg Foo Young for me. And a large Cokey Cola.”

“Shouldn’t drink sugary drinks, new boss.”

“Shut up and do the only thing you’re good for at this job. *Fetching*.” Petty kind of hated being so harsh to the rookie but tough love goes a long way. He’d know. Sgt. Petterson busted his balls enough in his early police/detective days to make them turn blue at times. Which, actually, also pertains to the current crime.

“3 Blue Moon crimes in the last several weeks,” he spoke to no one since a put-in-his-place Dirk had gone to fetch their food and drinks. He arrived on the scene for the first victim. He was just glad to get the job, glad of the income finally flowing into his bank account once more. Only after the 2nd did he start to get interested in the case itself, start to dig deeper into the facts. Then the 3rd here really took the cake. Fern arrived in “town”, also from a different dimension. Gave him information he couldn’t believe. We’re living in a simulation; none of this is real!

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perspective 02

The “East 4 x 4”, one of the two most intensely fought over areas of the Civil War, which includes looping, heavily bombed Route 8 to the southwest. In the center: Athlone Village. We must think long and hard about the synchronicity that this very village, with the very real portal leading to Bluefield, is at the basic center of it all, lying halfway between the disconnected portions of Route 8a in Aragonese (North) and Ellingson (South). This whole area use to be a beautiful patchwork of interconnected orchards. Now: mainly waste.

Check it out yourself. I’m not making the connection up.

But then we also have the complimentary “West 4 x 4” to its immediate, well, west, centered by the Hills of Bill, another battle laden hot spot.

Together: the “8 x 4”, essentially the continental band that separated North and South, running almost from east coast to west coast (coastlines not as involved in the war). For period of about 2 years it was called the Neutral Zone. Keep in mind that 1 Real Life year is equal to about 8 1/2 Second Lyfe years here, so a little under 3 months to us flesh and bone peoples. The war itself lasted about 3 1/2 days to us.

The exact middle of the 8×4? The very summit Marcus Fox Smartville stares at in this earlier post:

THIS SIM 03

Turtle Hill some call it, because it is green and shaped like such in the past, before unnatural terraforming on one side took place. The Green Turtle to others. A logical candidate for the center of the continent itself, shared between North and South alike. And it was on this very hill the peace treaty was signed. Blue Feather Douglas himself came down for the ceremony. His Southern counterpart, Grey Scale Kimball, had the flu and could not make it.

(to be continued?)

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church (Eotia Village)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherwood_Anderson

Four[5] or five[6] years were spent in Caledonia, years which formed Anderson’s earliest memories. This period later inspired his semi-autobiographical novel Tar: A Midwest Childhood (1926).[7] In Caledonia Anderson’s father began drinking excessively, which led to financial difficulties, eventually causing the family to leave the town.[7]

“That’s an interesting story, Zoidboro. But I thought it was Caledon.”

Again with the smarts, Zoidboro ponders. What was it now, 8 1/2 months? 8 3/4ths? Better get to the caves asap. “Cale*don*ia,” he emphasizes to his pregnant male friend. “It would be Caledon if told from their perspective, but this is through the eyes of Rosehaven. The Princess ruler, to be specific. Soon to be Queen now that the father is dead. And the mother remains in her grave.”

“So…,” Patrick Starr tries to reason, “… Caledon, I mean, *Rosehaven* is way over here.” He moves his right hand far to the right. “And The Waste, *our* home, is way over here.” The left hand goes more left.

“But brought together by the Oracle,” states Zoidboro, shifting slightly on the bed to peer at the strangely colored 8 ball in the middle of the table to one side. “Tiger,” he completes, noting the residual “stripes”.

“I suppose.” Patrick retracts both hands, sits up, and holds his bloated stomach. “Oh, I felt a kick!”

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Assignments

bb:

Rather newly former Edwardston Resident is assigned the Heterocera continent. Much new history since the 2012 creation of the Frank and Herman Einstein! Blog, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Yes, but not much more will be written[ about it]. VWX Town is an endpoint. The Diagonal. The ultimate SL town for ya.

bb:

Then *you* are assigned the Nautilus continent.

Hucka D.:

Glad to be of service.

bb:

Then Karoz is assigned Jeogeot?

Hucka D.:

Too big of an assigment for him alone. You’ll have to help. You are the full time person on the job and he is your part-time assistant. Just like the [Salad] Days.

bb:

Sounds like it. How about Baker Blinker for Sansara.

Hucka D.:

Sounds good. Then Bracket Jupiter, of course, for Corsica, his home continent. Like Jeogeot is Karoz’s home continent. How about Wilsonia?

bb:

She’s from Otherland, which I don’t think I’ll write about. Similar to Azure Islands. We’ll just skip those sub-histories and focus on mainland and the 6 primary continents, 3 from the east[ern hemisphere] and 3 from the west. Jeogeot and its Pietmond as inspired by Chilbo was my main home. More posts written about that continent that almost all the others combined.

Hucka D.:

That’s why Karoz needs help. He’s limited within his circle [“Dark Side”].

bb:

So who does that leave? We’ve covered the older, eastern continents of Heterocera, Sansara and Jeogeot. Oh… Maebaleia, also Satori.

Hucka D.:

You’ll have to double up on that one.

bb:

Um, I think I’d rather have help.

Hucka D.:

It’s most linked to Jeogeot[ though].

bb:

Started with Crabwoo, a twin to Chilbo. Center urban area of *Lemon* Lab, as Chilbo was for Linden Lab, at least potentially.

Hucka D.:

Correct…

bb:

As coded within Carrcass-2. As coded within the 2002 crop circles from Chilbolton and Crabwood, 8 1/2 miles distant from each other.

Hucka D.:

The standard Second Lyfe measurement. The Measure. It all opened up when you moved to Jeogeot in May, 2009, don’t you think.

bb:

I do think.

Hucka D.:

You found the Rabbit Hole, then, linking Jeogeot and Maebaleia. The Rabbit Hole is directly from Carrcass-0, the last carrcass completed before the start of the Baker Blinker Blog, and the source of The Ancients that put Baker Blinker under a curse, and almost did the same for Baker Bloch before he broke his servitude[ to sinister Mr. Low]. The Rabbit Hole was a way for Jeogeotines to travel to Maebaleia before the days of instant [teleport]. Before the days of the Lindens, even, and their Limey lab. Lemons were the fruit of the days. Salad days[ once more]. (pause) Avatars could even smell, taste, touch in those days. The Linden Grid changed all that. Made everything square and regulated and bland bland bland. Old stuff poked through, like your Hilo Peak, like your Okinu glyphs. Like your Mr. Low below Baker Isle in the Baker sim. Like the spirits in the middle of the Kerchal Forest. These were old days bleeding through on the oldest Linden controlled continent. Salad Bar Jack knew about that as well.

bb (correcting):

Salazar Jack, Hucka D. Salazar. Salad Bar was inspired by that avatar name.

Hucka D.:

So in our mega-opus you’ll have to start with Sansara and these Ancient bleedthrough. Bleeding through from Carrcass-0. Bleeding through from pre-Carrcass days, or, in your terms the Positive Carrcassess.

—–

bb:

How about assigning Karoz to Maebaleia, Hucka D. After all, he was the one who fell through the portal linking the Korean Channel to the Blue Feather Sea.

—–

“It is the story mainly of my cousin Peter The Good, who came to Crabwoo University of Maebaleia to get educated up as a lawyer, hoping to study under the great and powerful Blue Feather Douglas, who then lived in a giant pyramid at the southern end of the Blue Feather Sea. The sea was named after him instead of visa versa?”

Hucka D.:

Already, Karoz is asking questions. Karoz, you attended Crabwoo U. as well, studing to be a Priest or Priestess of TILE.

Karoz:

TILE was the rave religion of central Maebaleia at the time. And perhaps the whole continent, since Crabwoo was the primary urban area. Bigger than Linden’s Chilbo in those days. Before the curse. The Purse Curse.

Hucka D.:

Karoz, the curse started when Biggie was extracted from the Blue Feather Sea and brought to rest in the center of the Crabwoo U. campus, on the central mall. Later mythology turns this into a giant “E”, but originally it was a fish, similar to a blue whale but also different. Why was the fish brought to the campus?

Karoz:

We needed its power. It was “hooked” up.

Hucka D.:

What does that mean?

Karoz:

It became like a battery (pause).

Hucka D.:

What were the dates?

Karoz:

Peter and I went to The Moon[ sim] afterwards. We found Biggie’s twin there. Biggie’s twin was saved from torture by removing it from Maebaleia and sending it to [ the continent’s] Moon. The Barracuda sisters, perhaps Wilson, were assigned to guard it there. They ruled 3 sims, and still do. They made purses. Curse purses. They were outside the jurisdiction of Maebaleia and Blue Feather Douglas.

Biggie was pregnant at the time of extraction[ from the Blue Feather Sea]. Oliver was the baby calf, raised originally in the Super Bowl, the 13th mainland sink or Baker’s Dozen Sink as we called it sometimes. Sometimes?

Hucka D.:

Karoz, where were you born?

Karoz:

Chilbo. Norum, Chilbo.

Hucka D.:

Your mother is Sapphire. Where was she born?

Karoz:

Yd Island.

Hucka D.:

Doesn’t Yd Island and the included Nautilus continent also have a great and powerful fish?

Karoz:

Yes. He or she controlled a 10 sim hole that was connected to Jeogeot as well. This was a later project. Jeogeot had its own Moon, but it was still under the jurisdiction of the [primary ruler of Jeogeot].

Hucak D.:

Was this Sapphire? Was she queen?

Karoz:

Of the eastern part[ of Jeogeot, yes].

Hucka D.:

And other parts, the western parts?

Karoz:

Brainard.

—–

“Biggie was seen as the 3d-ing of the TILE religion. It became the E of TILE… fulfilled. Before, TILE was seen as just going ’round in circles in perpetuity. After Biggie, it stopped, and the E became the all. The E is the Korean Channel. Directly.”

Hucka D.:

Interesting, Karoz. And thanks. Sounds like the avatars of Maebaleia created Jeogeot, built around this channel.

Karoz:

The channel was originally a giant hole or void slot, as I knew it in my younger years. I use to toss rocks into it and watch them disappear in inky blackness. Then all of a sudden the channel was there, appearing as if out of nowhere. Some people had always remembered it there, was the problem. I didn’t. I remember the inky black. I remember the void. We were called [delete name], we special people who knew the time before. It was because I was part moss.

Hucka D.:

Again much interesting, Karoz. Is this when you remembered Gene Fade, your user?

Karoz:

Yes. I remembered who my user was. And those who remember the void also remembered their user. It was a Shock.

Hucka D.:

How old were you at the time?

Karoz:

11.

Hucka D.:

You knew, then, that Sapphire was not your true mother.

Karoz:

No. I still did not know that, although I suspected. My true mother is [delete name].

Hucka D.:

You actually took a transport to the Moon of Jeogeot to find that out.

Karoz:

Yes. I saw my mother there but did not recognize her at the time. She was in frozen stasis.

Hucka D.:

When did you pass through the portal to Maebaleia from the Korean Channel?

Karoz:

23.

Hucka D.:

Did you plan this on purpose?

Karoz:

No. But it was on purpose[ by the people on the “Other Side”].

Hucka D.:

Did you know about these [people on the “Other Side”] before this?

Karoz:

Yes. They were part of Chilbo.

Hucka D.:

You lived in Norum, though.

Karoz:

Yes.

Hucka D.:

And you lived with Sapphire in what we call the House of Truth in the blogs, up until age, what 13 or 14?

Karoz:

Yes.

Hucka D.:

And when did you meet Peter?

Karoz:

I learned about Sunklands at about the age of 12.

Hucka D.:

Peter attempted to recruit you.

Karoz:

That was the [purpose].

Hucka D.:

What did he say or promise?

Karoz:

He said that all those who remember The Void are gathering in The Sunklands.

Hucka D.:

What did this mean?

Karoz:

It meant we — they — were moving to The Sunklands in order to avoid having their memory totally erased. It would not be long.

Hucka D.:

Did you go to The Sunklands?

Karoz:

Yes.

Hucka D.:

How long did you stay there?

Karoz:

7 years.

Hucka D.:

So you went to The Sunklands when you were 13 or 14?

Karoz:

17. 18.

Hucka D.:

What was happening in Sunklands?

Karoz:

Like you should ask. You were there.

Hucka D.:

I suppose I was. There was a similar void still in the center of Big Sink. Can you describe that?

Karoz:

You were in control of it.

Hucka D.:

What was it? is what I’m asking you.

Karoz:

It replaced the Korean Channel void, when the Korean Channel came. A-Z.

Hucka D.:

It has been compared to the 18th hole of a golf course, where game ends.

Karoz:

Sunklands was like a giant golf course[, yes].

Hucka D.:

But this hole was not the same as the Rabbit Hole of Blackmount.

Karoz:

No. It was in the center of Big Sink[ as stated].

Hucka D.:

And Brainard controlled the hole?

Karoz:

Brainard guarded the hole.

Hucka D.:

What does that mean?

Karoz:

You could not make eye contact with Brainard or you would be assimilated.

Hucka D.:

Sounds like no one lived in the Big Sink, then.

Karoz:

No. A Great Tree grew from its center. Similar to the Chilbo good tree but much larger. Supposedly 10 times larger.

Hucka D.:

What is the tree to Brainard.

Karoz:

The tree is Brainard. Brainard is the seed of the tree.

—–

bb:

Sorry for the pause in the action, but I understand this is coded [Seed, Tree] into north Georgia by Lisa the V. in her GNIRPS. So it must be real. And the presence of [also] Tiger and Persimmon there indicates the golf association. Brainard is like a golf ball, which dropped into the 18th hole to end game to become a seed-tree. Tree-seed. So it looks like Karoz is talking about a past-present-future situation with Brainard. Brainard can appear in his round, seed form, guarding the hole that he is destined to drop through, and he is also the future tree he is destined to become after dropping into the hole as the seed. The tree is a persimmon tree, apparently. Tiger Woods indicates trees as well. Can’t see woods for trees, etc.

—-

bb:

And further, we have Quartz here, which seems to directly indicate Lisa the V. and her Quartz Brook on Wealthy Mtn., source (seed?) of her actual wealth and ability to buy or own the mountain in the first place.

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