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April 23, 2019 · 6:55 am

another

2 days later he was back.

“House Julia,” he mumbled to himself while testing out the upstairs bed again. “Or Julia House. Let’s see, Spongeberg *destroyed* the version in Collagesity, then Collagesity *itself* was destroyed, but then the Julia House returns to 7 Stones, which is more or less Collagesity reborn. On Nautilus.”

He decides to smoke. He can do this since Baker Blinker remained in Chilbo. “Shopping, she said. I have to do some shopping today — sorry. But she’d just been to the grocery store yesterday. Is her desire to move to 7 Stones, to play Tillie, waning? Yet my own dreams of ambition here are growing. 670 free prims Baker Bloch texted yesterday, still on the recruiting trail. Many more than Collagesity had free. I could rebuild my college. I could teach the pure ways of TILE to a whole new generation of hungry truth seekers. But *Tillie* — nah, that could spoil the whole effect. She is a gorgeous, beautiful women. Yet she wants to play someone dumpy and gaseous.” He puffs and then blows smoke upward from his bed position. “It’s Wheeler’s influence again. I know it. She’ll never, ever get over Wheeler.” He puffs again. He blows again.

He tests the springs by bouncing up and down. “Could this be a *Julian* House as well? Can I recover the ‘N’ here? Z to N?” A question to be asking.

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April 23, 2019 · 5:28 am

another center

Baker Bloch kept pushing the uniqueness of the new town.

“It’s obvious that in several ways, 7 Stones is actually a stand in for the Fal Mouth Moon, the largest gallery in town and the one with the most collages. By a little over Gallery Jack.”

” I would agree,” Karoz opined, “from what you’ve told me.”

“Whitehead Crossing collages at the top,” illuminated Baker Blinker.

“And, most of all, *7* stories to the structure, working up from the basement. Like the 7 stacked stones.”

Karoz stared over at the male Baker, the one he’s not married to. “How long you gonna keep up the Woody appearance?”

“I’m just winging it,” he returns. “Similar to Wheeler.”

“Who’s — Jennifer still?”

“Kind of, I suppose. You should think about shape shifting, Karoz. It’s a lot of fun. It’s a little disorienting to your friends, but they just have to get use to it.”

“I’ll think about it,” the blue-green being replies crisply.

Baker Blinker lays a hand on his knee. “I may get to play a new role, Karoz. I forgot to tell you in all the moving excitement.”

Karoz turned. “Really?” He couldn’t quite hide the negative in his voice.

“Yes, a short, dumpy clown named Tillie. Like TILE.”

“Show me,” he requested.

“Alright.” She looked at Baker Bloch. “Is this okay Other Baker? Not too soon, is it?”

“Of course not.”

She shifts.

Karoz stares at her then looks away. “Well. I can certainly see the whites of your eyes.”

They argued about the Tillie character that afternoon, Baker Blinker’s sticking point being the unyielding, stick-in-the-mud approach to life in general of her 1/2 moss, 1/2 mist husband. A decision on whether to move to 7 Stones from Chilbo and live in the Julia House perched on top of Waterfall #1 would have to wait.

And she so so wants to play that role.

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April 3, 2019 · 4:54 am

bird

“Glue, huh Wheeler?”

“I think I’m looking right at it.”

—–

“What now?”

“We take away their toys. We give them furniture. They’re grown up now. Here, I’ll show you.”

—–

“Where’d you go?”

“I had the wrong group tag activated. Had to log out and back in to get the furniture back, pheh. So hold on *now*.”

—–

“Well look at that, Wheeler. Took right to them (!).

Marvelous creations. But…”

“I know, I know. The last collage points right to this moment. Where one must put away their toys and become a man — or woman. Loss of innocence.”

“But is that a *good* thing?”

—–

“We must admit the existence of Mossmen at the least,” spoke wise Hucka Doobie at the Blue Feather Table. “But I’m with Wheeler about Gene Fade. Fade may be just representative of the Mossmen as a whole.”

“But there’s Grassy Noll’s memories,” countered Baker Bloch.

“Ahh. We must question that as well.”

Baker emits air. “Bring him in, then.”

—–

“First off, Grassy, we had some issues with your core avatar. Are you petersoso or edwardston? The latter would be more logical. Than just, er, sponging off Roger Pine Ridge(‘s core).”

“I’ll work on it. Sorry about that.”

“That’s okay.” Baker Bloch looked over at Wheeler, at Hucka Doobie. “Well?”

—–

“And that’s how we learned the truth, Baker Blinker. That Grassy is a direct conduit between Our Second Life and the Toy Kingdom. Which we kind of knew all along I suppose. Two in one.”

“Why are you telling me this? You know it can’t bring me back.”

“I just don’t want to loose touch with you. And I thought you needed to know. Another two in one.”

The female Baker wipes crumbs from her jeans. “Karoz and I plan to remain in Chilbo, despite the loss of the Oracle. We will fade into the distance.”

“I hate that that will happen.”

“How’s your job going?”

“Well.”

Baker Blinker looks down. “I prefer Collagesity eggs to the Bennington experiments.”

“Suit yourself. Each are good to me in their own way. Finish your breakfast and then we’ll go take a look at Artist Alley. I want your opinion on some things.”

—–

“Fal Mouth Moon. Black — Pitch, on one corner, and White — Woody, on another. This must be the same as the Jeogerock, which is the same as Grey Rock. Grey Rock and topping Seal Stone in one. All of this is about the toys, really, and Frank and Herman Parks. How the Mossmen and Mmmmmm’s interact. How the marbles figure into all this. It’s all heading back to reality. From fantasy.”

“Pick me up with your strong, muscular arms, Baker Bloch,” Baker Blinker then requested. “You’ll see how much this is reality.”

“That was harder easier than I thought it would be. Remarkably light.”

“Two stone,” Baker Blinker projected, then lept down.

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April 1, 2019 · 8:59 am

no room

Karoz spoke over to the meditating Baker Blinker. “The Oracle Tree is broken, yes, but it’s still good to be back.”

“Chilbo. Without the ‘l'”

Few souls reach the top of the Oracle Tree. It was planted obscurely, in a small backwater of the Metaverse, with its uppermost branches hidden in the clouds, across a narrow path that’s easy to tumble off for the uninitiated traveler.

But now that you’ve arrived, relax a moment, ponder the blueness of the sky or the twinkle of the stars, and think about the view.

Perhaps you’re looking for a bit of wisdom from the Tree. It has such a promising name after all. “The Oracle Tree,” one thinks, “It must have something to say.”

But it doesn’t. It’s a figment of someone’s imagination, left behind as a monument to creativity, exploration, wonder, and fancy. A whimsical flower perched atop, I wish I could see it flutter in my imaginary breeze. Yes, someone came along to this spot and planted The Oracle Tree, and left us no bits of wisdom at all.

Though perhaps that isn’t true either. Perhaps there is wisdom in the expression of our imaginations, our flights of fancy, our whim. Tinkering and messing about to make our dreams visible, to ourselves and to others. Perhaps make them more real in this world and the next.

That’s the wisdom I’ve taken from the Oracle Tree, and I pass it on to you, traveler. Build something wonderful for the next person to find.

Safe journeys through the Metaverse. It’s certainly a curious place.

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March 25, 2019 · 6:22 am

a one and a two

“So this is where Old Mabel performs her Hannah Montana routine, huh,” spoke Baker Blinker, not touching her breakfast yet.

“Go ahead,” urged Baker Bloch, seeing his female counterpart’s hesitation. “The Bennington experiment eggs are the best. So tasty. I’m on my second helping.”

“Umm. I think I’ll pass. Thanks for the food, though. It just smells a little — off to me.”

“Bennington eggs? No way. They ship them in fresh every day. I hear the delivery truck rattle down main street every morning promptly at 5:00am. Or so.”

“From your home of Darkly Manor?” the female Baker attempts to clarify. “You *are* Pitch Darkly here in Collagesity. That’s where you live.”

“Err. Yeah, I suppose.” Baker Bloch was trying to understand how all that worked. He had memories of being the bloodied vampire originally from VHC City, and lots of them. Marriage to Mary Greentop. Construction of Darkly Manor to lure him to Collagesity from VHC City when the latter finally became impossible to live in. But how could he lure himself? He must be in two places at once.

“Well I’m all ears now. Convince me — and Karoz — to come back. Now that our coup didn’t work.”

“As you’ve described, it worked for one shining moment.”

“Morgan, yeah. But then — in the same spot even…”

“I know. Karoz lost the wrestling match again. Or won it — something.”

“But you’re right. We had it for a moment.” A climax, she thought, but didn’t say aloud. Then: droop all around. Julian reduced to Julia; loss of “N”. AlmaNoz separated out to Alma and Oz. But where did the “N” go? she pondered. Was the one time enough to lure them back? Like the good ol’ days?

“Two places,” Baker Blinker started the compromise in earnest. “We’ll have to have two places to live.”

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March 22, 2019 · 5:04 am

7:06

“Interesting, Wheeler. Roger summoned a demon while he was here and he she can’t be erased now.”

“Yes.” Wheeler’s attention was instead focused on studying the so-called Dali butterfly ship, which, true to Roger Pine Ridge’s insistence, *wasn’t* a Dali, even though various versions of it show up in a google image search for “Dali + painting”. How did such a hoax become perpetuated? she pondered from her chair in front of the interwebs feed of the apartment.

And why was such a ship recently found by Baker Bloch in Blue Junkyards? From *Rosehaven* of all places.

Baker continued to stare at the demon, rainbow colored like the butterflies making up the sails of the ship. Was he becoming hypnotized?

Then suddenly he realized where it came from, snapping him out of his trance.

It had more to do with Roger’s hit single “Time” than anything else. Its *time* to be precise.

In erasing the demon, Baker saw there were no hands on the apartment’s clock. No time to tell.

Baker turned. “Who will live here now, Wheeler?”

Wheeler understood it could be herself. Roger might have taken her place in Collagesity. Just like that; snap of the fingers. She addresses this possibility to Baker. Both of ’em.

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March 16, 2019 · 9:41 am

Orient.

“Well, that was interesting (*burp*). Any more editions of this magazine, Librarian Bean?”

—–

“We call her Gassy.”

“You mean Grassy,” the male Baker responded to the female Baker, who just rode into town. Collagesitytown.

“No. Gassy is different. Tillie I think her actual name is. *That’s* the one I want to play. That’s the one I want to start with. If Karl isn’t available.”

“Lemme check.” Baker Bloch opens the Big Book of Avatars in front of him. “I have perhaps as much as 50 percent assigned to myself.”

“Of course.”

“And Wheeler has another big chunk. Perhaps 25 percent.”

“Yep.”

He keeps flipping. “That leaves 25 percent to divide up with the rest of the, let’s see, 8 remaining core avatars.”

Baker Blinker counts them off on her 10 fingers. “You, me, Hucka, Karoz, Tropp, Wheeler — or Treelor I suppose, Grassy — *not* Gassy again (smile), then Spongeberg the Destroyer, then Roger Pine Ridge, then, let’s see, Lockfry. How many is that?”

“Counting them in my head now (pause): that’s it (!)” He gently shuts the dusty tome, looks out at the Rubi Woods, then back. “Well, just think about it. I’m so happy you and Karoz have found a way to work yourselves back into the ever evolving Collagesity storylines.” He looks her over; notes the differences from before. “Partial assimilation, eh?”

Baker Blinker nods. “It is. We may yet be able to return Collagesity to its glorious past — defeat Wheeler at her own game.”

“Wrestling?”

“Maybe even tennis.”

“Polo.”

“Marco.”

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March 14, 2019 · 6:06 am

movement

The TILE Clown waited patiently in the last remaining bit of Mystenopolis for the return of Spongeberg the Destroyer.

But, really, there was no one left here.

Tillie had gone to the wrong location.

Spongeberg now lives in the woods.

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March 7, 2019 · 10:11 am

and the rest

But we know about them already (Baker Blinker, Karoz Blogger, Hucka Doobie).

“Next!”

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March 3, 2019 · 8:10 am

End

But Ruby (Fantasie) had already left the Borderlands and entered Rosehaven proper with the true coming of spring. She has emerged from between the tigers’ tails which are actually Tiger Tail. This was the true meaning of Eraserhead Man’s vision of the Tigrett in Vineyard Cafe, for they are one and the same, tiger tales both now.

The Borderlands Oracle, the *Mother*, is currently stuck on the figure of Morgaine, an ambivalent character from Arthurian legend who can take on both negative and positive roles. Red and blue if you will. Surrounded by 12 rounded rocks, this border also signals the end of our yarn or weaving, or as far as we can take it currently. Our 12th Collagesity novel.

Borderlands has greenly homogenized with Rosehaven as a whole. There’s no need for a tale now within. We are done with it. Same with Fruity Islands, End of Time, The Waste. All put away in the creative closet, perhaps pulled out later for further play.

The Brachiosaurus which doubles as a sea monster here seems to be telling Baker B(loch) goodbye.

But what of Mssr. Gold and wife April Mae Flowers of Snowlands? Herbert Gold will keep dreaming of these lands for certain — he is stuck as well. April Mae will keep seeing the gardener Steve on the side and visiting her ex’s grave over on the Omega continent. The mysterious Bauerbridge dune will remain an obstacle in her way.

Despite the end of perhaps a cycle of Collagesity novels, Collagesity itself also goes onward, up and away and beyond the effects of any storyline. For this is home. The anchor. From here I can enter any world I dare to penetrate with a certain style of wizardry: Stonethwaite, Tugaske, Avebury. All the “satellite” realms. But one has to have a center to return to.

So I, Baker B., Baker Blinker and Baker Bloch both, will say goodbye to you my loyal reader while sitting at home sipping on my Starbucks 4 shot latte and enjoying the relative warmth of an early spring night.

END OF “COLLAGESITY 2018-2019 WINTER”!

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