# bio boosted cyborg armor specifically neo biosynth data armor a symbiotic organic neo tool an exponentially enhancing ultimate quad changer with the following features robot mode shadow cobra shinobi mode stealth microlight flight mode space superfortress mode all actively working to hide one's secrete second side as a big scientist a noble warrior monk who hopes the conflict over price of digital spam in the global supermarket of the holo-tv hivemind can initiate biocosmic hyperadventure as eventually resolved to benefit all researchers everywhen immensely powerful highly intelligent and virtually impervious to most forms of attack even by locally (dimensionally) manifesting high velocity lime green plastic lawn furniture such armour exhibits few known physical weaknesses but still has subconscious elf doubts of a semi tragicomic nature one combined through the combustion of specially oxidated biospace dna pineal derived de empty from deep sea mind control squid a darkstrange time of quote 'revolutions for your breakfast' style evolution deep time and unknown masses of post quantum space all of which have now been added into the raw life equation of modem televisual being outcome of all this new creation is a well minded sociomedia student ir instability of thinking patterns as yet unknown by contemporary theoretic techniques one now has contact with the post spiritual realm space of every living sentient state of being outside one's small south nowhere town events worth writing home about to the fiendishly long arms of one's insane automatic mother to get back to the living antithesis of a barbra cartland novel to think of it as a noh play set in deep space with lots of random biotelekinetic chi blasts data slacking and burning forever in the upside down black data ninja pagoda of undying weird-cool events set in imposing mile high strongholds ancient swamps fetid shrines and effortless secrete underground passageways quote: we were too polite to answer so we left them to it awaking the next morning after a restless night's sleep dreaming about departing on a nonlinear series of lackadaisical super tactical missions with andor possibly against a bunch of internal riot shogun wielding undead lab techs from level d82 climbing to top of an 'azt3kian' tower in the middle of a dense data jungle constructed by ancient future scientist humaliens using beautiful dark green stone the carvings were faded but clearly depicted ancient interdimensional teleportal tech which by closely studying the iconographics consisted of a heavily modified zx spectrum 48k the sides were steep one slid down them on one's feet worried about tipping over tumbling uncontrollably to an as yet unseen bottom of a sacred data temple pyramid a strong sense of deja vu yesterday morning this usually happens when one tries to quickly to update local rnd matrices preventative measure taken against researchers discovering anything fundamental yet oddly trivial about it one was playing hardcore suburban zombie survival n point 0 online with others - they mentioned a certain temple door will only open when the light goes red one distinctly remembers being here before travelling down through an air vent with a ladder inside breaking through the metallic vent cover to meet this researcher as to travel together through the map maze only to then discover a penultimate secrete at the (false) end of one's immense and mysterious biocosmic journey researcher henry swanson: we ate two pieces of organic toast this morning with black spreadable yeast tar and a mug of oddly dehydrating raspberry fruit tea after ascending the staircase to our private work room we continued work on another groundbreaking psychedelic sci fi novella shortly after we begin to edit recent work involving a character known as 'virginia pete' a knock at the front door oldskool drum n bass album hold your colour starts to play we ignore the knock thinking it had to be the usual sellers of plastic product we stop to look carefully out a small side window of lightly frosted glass seeing silent weeds grasses happy wild flowers growing over the old false divide where a fence used to be - bridging the gap between researchers and healing ancient rifts one day a vast silent wood will stand on the happily vacated ruins of this old cold displace of useless worry and pseudo communication the fundamental underlying supernature of more ultimate realty / zen the role of plant based entheogens as catalysts for the 'humalien' imagination life considered in its wider extra senses what we've got to stop doing in order to make this deeply super natural world the better place it always was usually backwater islanders are not capable of such discussions or they haven't yet considered them in ir own way and own language thing is making a living is a elf sustaining gestalt which does not include the possibility for anything else except paying off the damn rent strolling down to the local corner shop for a non biodegradable plastic container of stale mad bovine secretion buying a copy of the daily rag a packet of hexagonal cancer sticks and staring mindlessly at the wipe clean top shelf magazines ah the daily uk grind of nothing much to report: this is robert what signing out for now // republic of bob