# john carpenter on a primo crt television to search or hunt all one wants down invisible paths of magnet influenced electrons stand naked for a single light second at the dimensional surface interface between the screen and eye researchers shall not find anything they weren't already hoping to or even worse what near-future rnd hypercorporations suggest they might some eternally interesting new world where one hangs out with that tight research crew who only last week took on chank industries who came out a little battered and bruised yet socially media rich with nonmythic online notstory telling potential and a full colour three book yin ying coffee table book deal when a summer fresh peaches spotted with morning dew turn greeny black and fuzzy one rightly says eek / yuck and throws them out not wanting to get the moldy speed runs yet when fuzzy retro bating memories suddenly arise with ir fuzzy morning neurospectacle gloss one faithfully gathers such moldy mario mushrooms with a happy uncritical yahoo // republic of bob