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“And so that’s how Rudy got paired with Cane, as in Cain. Graphic.”
He’d made a good point about the 4th collage exhibited in the Concrete gallery, right on the side of his detective agency. Background source image to close, he said. We build up from there… in the past.
He went back in the afternoon that one time, just to see what would change. Investigation continues…
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“It’s not 3 X’s in a row, Hucka. It’s 3 bunnies. Happy belated Easter btw!”
“Thank you. Are we ready to talk about Concrete?”
“The gallery, you mean. And not the WA town.”
“Correct. Should you start or me?”
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“Father Fecked was pointing with his possessed cane to end photo-novel 49. But he wasn’t really pointing at the Anton pin stuck in the Anson sim below Nautilus Island. He was pointing to the future, to ‘The Point of It All.’ Thus the name. We can recreate the scene in the present by looking head on at the wall separating the two and seeing both sides. See?”
“Interesting, Hucka D. Strong start for you. So… you mean he was, um, pointing to the side of the VWX Detective Agency building and not necessarily at what’s inside.”
“Both in one. But: correct again. Just on the other side of the wall from him. In the future, when the Concrete gallery was actually formed in 50 and the collage was hung there on the side of Petty’s detective agency. That’s why Petty stated he knew where to place the time machine. He was standing in it (!).
“We can even pull him directly forward through the (detective agency’s) wall, see where he’s position in respect to the collage. What’s he staring at now? A crime! Vandal, just like the policeman assigned to the town is distracted from by the passing pretty lady. Pretty can solve it, I mean, Petty. Petty crime too, perhaps. And that’s just one meaning. He *knew* where to place the time machine,” Hucka D. reinforces. “And as I’m sure you’ll notice, Petty is inside the collage too, magnifying glass in hand. He studies monsters.”
https://bakerbloch.com/2017/05/12/53217/
Baker’s turn.
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concrete,_Washington
The town of Concrete has undergone several incarnations, the earliest being a settlement at the northwestern junction of the Baker and Skagit Rivers, known as “Minnehaha.” Amasa “Peg-Leg” Everett was one of the earliest settlers and in 1890, the townsite was platted by another settler, Magnus Miller. Shortly thereafter, a post office was established and the town name changed to “Baker.” In 1905, a settlement across the Baker River came into being due to the building of the Washington Portland Cement Company and was named “Cement City.” After the Superior Portland Cement Company plant was built in Baker in 1908, it was decided to merge the two towns. Inhabitants of the new community settled on the name “Concrete” and the town was so christened and officially incorporated on May 8, 1909.
“And so that’s how the name Cement was applied to the village. Along, ahem, with the whole cement texture thing. Cement Village founded by me, Baker B. Creating concrete reality, concrete truth on these western shores of the Nawt Vaya Sea that will last for centuries years.”
No one was buying what Baker — Bloch here instead of Blinker, the female half, the “Other Baker” — was saying about the name, not screen watching Hucka Doobie, not Wheeler Wilson, not fellow Mr. Moon t-shirt wearing Newt or any of the other (unpictured) core avatars sitting around this round table in the lower part of Frank’s castle. This was pure accident plain and simple. *Synchronicity*. The concrete part only applied to bigfoot…
… truly roaming the bordering Nawt Vaya Sea much like the similarly fantastical seeming Alcoholic Sea Monster that recently swallowed Daisy’s Hole in the Wall bar because of the spanking new batch of delicious, home-made brew inside. Taste over buzz: just what Daisy was aiming for. But not in this way, not in this manner. She had to start over from scratch.
Continuing…
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“Honestly, I can’t see it. JAX?”
“At least AX,” I offered. “The J actually shows up better in this lower resolution shot taken from my downstairs computer. I think it actually reinforces the resonance, the association. At this coming right at the end of the Freya III section of the video. 1st person viewpoint here — that’s why Gemilly Niceniece isn’t in the scene.”
“Is this… the planet with Indigo Ridge? Where your friend lives?”
“Dandelion? No, that’s Schrodinger VIIIa. That comes before Jemison, and is the first planet overall. Moon of Schrodinger VIII — the ringed one — followed by Jemison, then Freya III, then, um, let me check.
“Cassiopeia I,” I answer after scanning the video.
“Soo. What then does this have to do with Amazing Digital Circus’ Jax?”
“A question indeed, wife of mine. Thanks again for finishing 10. You have polished off a block!”
Wyatt, Missouri, I think here, but it was too hard to explain aloud. Ahh, Missouri(!). Just like with Jax.
319 to end.
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“It’s suppose to be a representation of the Red Room from Twin Peaks but, as you can see, it’s not quite finished yet. Gotta get that zig zag black and white texture for the floor… and so on.”
“Really nice, Wheeler,” I say, wondering again why she hadn’t shown me this before. “And the painting — I assume it is a duplicate of the one over in Salty’s, in the old storage area behind the cooking section.”
“Or the same,” Wheeler answers. “Maybe this painting is in the past and the one over at Salty’s is more in the future. Or visa versa. Depends on if Arthur is still tied up over there. And I think he might, making this the, um, future?” She looks over at me. “But you’re not Arthur. And we haven’t made a deal yet. Better get over there, then.”
“Okay,” I said to end things here. Because I was never really here without her. I wanted to talk about the old core of avatars and her role in it. Baker Bloch — me, in essence — came before Wheeler. Baker Blinker came before her. Baker Blinker is more me than her. And then Hucka Doobie came along to make an original three. Hucka Doobie is of course the spiritual guide for the blog and attached photo-novels as a whole, although she hasn’t been in the recent ones as much. That might change. Then there’s Karoz, kind of my blue-green alien brother, if I am the same as Baker Bloch which I mostly am (Whitehead in Da Woods). Then and only then manifested Wheeler, and, at first, she wasn’t who she is today. All that changed with the photo-novels, 2 if not 1. She came… in 2. All the rest were there long before even 1. She was the last who became the first. Arkansaw.
But we never got around to that discussion.
I watched her disappear up the stairs and then I did too.
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“We love you, baker b.!
“And we want you to come home too!”
“Not for a while, Mother, Father.” And so we, I, continue… The last of my kind.
Besides, these aren’t really my shared little world parents. I saw the unequal love since almost the beginning, one in the air, the other not.
Rock beats Paper because it possesses Scissors, a depravity of what was suppose to be a round and round and round, fair deal situation.
And with the examination and usage of this sculpture menagerie replacing my original one coming from Newbank/Newbrooke, I think I might be done with the Bellisaria series of continents as a whole for a while, however which way you spell it. Other places to examine. Like Paperville.
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Peter Oesso, clothes back on and red rose dreams finally ended, sits at a table drinking espresso to match the returned t-shirt, waiting on…
She remembered.
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I kick the can further down the road, see R Y B “Goth” aliens riding atop a green UFO picking up not a basketball but a man, it appears. Beamed. Jack Beamed. Father we can assume.
The buck stops there, end of a (red) line, end of a life. The green man removes his head to pay respects. Zappa was not to be engaged for the great uncle and his great nephew during this time, so is gray hidden behind green. Never mind that’s actually Ringo Starr standing in for Frank Zappa from “200 Motels”. One and the same (again).
A miniature Baker Bloch looks at 7 stones piled one on top of one on top of one, expanded from an original four. Tiny red and blue animated robots are stuck on either side, unable to approach each other and become one. Dixie.
Let’s begin again. Hands…
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“I always knew it would end in MO. Or AR.”
“Both in one,” the person across from me — somewhere — answered, a person, a woman, only wishing to be known as Wilson. I can’t even see her face…
“Photo-novels 1-50 unfolding before our eyes. 49 now. That means we’re in Wilson (City)… Wilson.”
“Indeed.” Then I saw at least an eye. Winking. Through a kind of fog that represents irreality; the veil. Coming into focus, though. Sloowly. Now an eyebrow, now a kind of nose or at least half of one… a nostril. Hair now, the bottom of. Looks like it’s flipped. The ear now. Whole face coming into focus across from me, top of a tie… a suit. Accelerating…..
Wheeler of course. Wheeler Wilson. Like I didn’t know that when we started.
A game appears before us, winnable for either X or O. The question becomes: who started? Who’s…
… on first? TBC
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