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00490312 (sideways (foreshadowing))
Q:
Are you Happy?
A:
Yes, I am Happy.
Q:
Pleased to meet you. Is everyone around you Happy?
A:
Let me check.
With this, he sees beyond himself for the first time. He sees… a gallery.
—–
“My Second Lyfe is over, Philip,” he spoke to the pillow at his bosom. “Banned. I should have never descended from reality to this *illusionary* place.”
“No, Philip,” says the pillow, because they both have the same name, one taking turns with the other as in any good ventriloquist act. “The energy of Rose Heaven here has entered the sphere of Rodentia and lives on accordingly. And Rodentius of course, the male at the center of the feminine circumference in this case. That’s why he has that bit of brown to add to the predominant white. That’s the rogue brown Thornwood sim here. I’ll take it from you.” SLIIIIIDE.
Philip, the bigger one still clutching the littler one, turns in his chair at the noise. “Oh,” he says staring over at the back corner of the Rose Heaven Yarn Shop he sits in the middle of on his own little island. “Another case, eh?”
“Yes.”
Happy stares too, knowing a certain book is involved, perhaps a journal. Philip turns back into Jeffrie. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0312, Apple's Orchard, Dokken Hollow+, Jeogeot, NWES Island, Rose Heaven-
00490308 (319)
I’m not sure when the original motel was expanded from 3 to 5 rooms but it fits. And a lobby with a secret room behind the registration desk where you can peer into at least the 5th which has replaced the 3rd as a new end of the thing. This is where we find Peter Oesso and his fellow au naturale bud John waiting for the return of the Boss. Buick + Red Point tells me this might be Bixby, or someone who can turn into a green hulk figure if provoked in a certain way. Call her fat, for example. Or even curvy.
David A.B. and Linda Halsey aren’t in front like they were before. Nor is Yoko Ona around, walking the streets in her multiple self style. David A.B. can’t absentmindedly step off the front patio of the Missouri motel into the road and be sideswiped by a station wagon with Illinois plates like in photo-novel 20. The beanstalk remains an out-of-bounds concept.
You better figure out how to get out of Missouri — Miss Ouri — or you’ll remain trapped here forever, I can hear her say in my mind. Key, I knew. Where is that gall darn blasted key?
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0308, Althyria, HANA LEI, Heartsdale+, Missouri
00490212
“Tell you what, Bardie. I want you to write me something, get me out of this pickle I’m in here in this Missouri motel renamed for the misery it caused. John over there is not my lover, I have that much.”
10 seconds later, Bardie says “much,” which wasn’t much given the gravity of the situation.
“I know someone ordered us to remain here au naturale. Just in case.”
“Case,” he echoed about 5 seconds later, quicker this time because he was on to something. This *was* a case. June’s diary.
And more. UFO?? (TBC)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0212, Heartsdale+, Missouri
00490102 (simultaneity)
Tree tattoo, front and back — no crack.
Which leads us to… these side-by-side pictures of the 2 very different appearing and acting Dennis the Menaces both emerging in our world on the same date of March 12, 1951, US and UK style…
https://www.plagiarismtoday.com/2010/10/18/the-odd-case-of-dennis-the-menace/
1951 must have been a very bad year to be named Dennis.
The reason is because on March 12 of that year two separate comics entitled Dennis the Menace went on sale, one in the UK, one in the U.S (Note: The UK version is dated March 15 but actually went on sale on March 12).
The UK comic Dennis, which first appeared in Beano #452, was created by David Law and published by D.C. Thomson as a comic strip inside a popular comedy comic book. It’s U.S. counterpart was created by Hank Ketcham and initially distributed by Post-Hall Syndicate as a syndicated comic strip for newspapers.
Though, based on this simple fact, many draw the conclusion that one of the two creators had to have plagiarized the other, it’s become clear that simply wasn’t the case. Not only did the two creators have no way of knowing what the other was working on, but the two characters are actually extremely different. The UK version is a true menace, a mean-spirited boy who likes to cause trouble, and the U.S. version is happy-go-lucky child that causes trouble without intending to.
US and UK happen to be the prefixes of two separate but directly related Cracks in this here blog and attached photo-novels, the first, US Cracks, a “real” band from the Cyberpunk 2077 game with a name derived from the expression “ass cracks”, and the second, UK Cracks, my reimaged and repurposed US Cracks headlined by a Blue Moon Kentucky instead of a Blue Moon period
Red anyone?
Blue Moon and Red Menace (and “divide the difference” Purple Force) of US Cracks
Simultaneously appearing US and UK versions of Dennis the Menace discussed in a 2010 *”Cracked”* article:
https://www.cracked.com/article_18788_the-5-most-mind-blowing-coincidences-all-time.html
Let’s switch back to Frank Lynn’s giant, mobile or wannbe-mobile castle home in the sky over in Jeogeot’s Nawt Vaya (Free State) for the next one, specifically its only bathroom, pre-Daisy Flathead 2nd date condition, he he.
Here he’s ogling “Xxxmas Belles” magazine’s 2025 centerfold beside an attempted 666 coverup of 3 more cracks — didn’t quite work this time unlike for the first picture of this blog post. “Damn, Miss Mistletoe you demon,” he says to the spread out centerfold before him. “I’m truly gonna miss you. But I have new lips to smooch. Better pull out my phone and call Daisy.”
Which returns us to Kentucky… TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0102, C2077, Jeogeot, Kentucky, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, RDR2
00480603 (escaping Miss Ouri)
“I’m telling you, Mike,” Pat relays telepathically. “If the next box is one specific color, one *specific* color… then we can’t kill her. We just can’t.
“We can’t kill her brother of mine (sigh).”
2 boxes later, past the demonstration of TILE that placated the onlooking, desirous ghouls, she finds the key, the center of it all.
Switching from colored to black and white, she can now unlock the door with the Newton-Jasper cube indicating scale.
Damn, thinks Mike. 2nd one today.
00440502
Upon exiting the shuttle from the airport where the ship “landed”, she immediately turned to the harbour to see if she could spot the boat. She only saw a head sticking up but that was enough. Hooded, she observed. This was the one.
Now to find Tin and clear this up once and for all, she said to herself, trying to retrace her steps from a month back now.
(to be continued)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0044, 0502, Blue Feather Sea+, C2077, Kabusie, Maebaleia/Satori
fingers crossed!
He’d left her alone to study further as he went back to Perch, but how much more was there to learn? She knew the VW was X-ed out for a purpose which then has something to do with this hidden office of his in Aisle of Palms’ so-called Cement Village, still being developed, still being filled in. The whole place was named for the event.
Things were getting fuzzy as the current novel recedes and the next novel begins to focus in. Like a right eye being closed and a left opened, we must shift from one to the other to keep having visions. My apologies to the reader for leaving so many questions unanswered but it’s all part of the game. 42 will answer EVERYTHING. I promise.
End of “Sunklands 2023-2024 Winter”!
00410706
“The only Theft name of *any* kind in the US according to the old GNIS database was ‘West Central Texas Auto Theft Task Force’, a building in downtown Anson TX. The new database contains no listings with Theft. The old location, the whole *name*, was *stolen*, in effect: theft of Theft. I actually visited the site and found no Auto Theft Task Force office, much less a whole building devoted to the matter. I looked all around the supposed address, with only a bricked up side door and an unmarked back door fitting the Google Map directions. My theory is that it only existed in the first place as an indicator.”
Petty was furiously taking notes opposite yammering June Bug Johnston at his small office in the so-called Cement Village, hidden itself from the surrounding town of Aisle of Palms. The discovery of the 2 matching Dennis’ issued forth a torrent of words. She was *so* close to the answer (The End). The sun having rising about a 1/2 hour back now, he was late for his other job at the Perch Restaurant. But Manager Percy would understand. Overlaps sometimes happen with such a busy soul. Many a night he postponed sleuthing activities when a late dinner party arrived, or a bus full of tourists pulled up 5 minutes before closing. Too bad Percy doesn’t believe in phones or he’d ring him up. Mother’s exploded after she left it ringing too long one day; killed her and mortally wounded Aunt Gertrude who was playing strip poker with her at the time. Blew off a valuable piece of her body but she survived. His mother Wanda Bertaaa Doris’s naked parts were scattered about like a broken Humpty Dumpty. Speaking of which…
“… Humpty Dumpty sea ship modified into a space ship,” June Bug continued in sync with my own internal dialog. “Jim the Bastard Pirate–”
“Wait. *The* Bastard Pirate? Jim Randolph?”
“The same. Anyway he was *suppose* to pilot the ship all the way to the Red Dead planet but he crashed in the sea. Thing couldn’t take the pressure of the strange atmosphere and anyway, he took the wrong ship indicated by his pirate pal Black Pearl, wise in such matters.”
Chef-Inspector Petty, still an inspector despite being on the clock as a chef (and a waiter), thought back to his giant self peering out over tops of internal Cement Village buildings to the new ship parked out back, ready for space exploration according to all the rumors and gossip about town. The *correct* ship according to Black Pearl. Jim Randolph the Bastard Pirate had gotten the wrong vehicle from the right creator as we spoke about before.
Petty’s sharp ears then heard the ominous roar of a tour bus roll into town from the south. “*F -it,* June Bug,” he cussed, checking his nonexistent watch again. “We’ll have to resume all this in another post. Gotta get to the restaurant!”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0041, 0706, Big Woods, Google Street View, GTA, Jeogeot, RDR2, Texas
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