# looking at you across an endless gulf of monday mourning tutorial classroom tabletop get swift and jet like li while we fall back to the default oh hang on a bit setting in which one feels ir hole life as one giant transparent bioplasmic entropy field whipping through the 8bit electro void unlovable terms for any researcher to automatically sign up to as soon as they hit campus hunting grounds for real / realty swept away by roving gangs of unhappy cleaning robots who shove past one in narrow energy corridors schlupping up last night's cold four cheese pineapple pizza vomit and never apologizing the undergrounds belong to us while above belongs to the father figurines in which we express waves we get up and get off in but never truly disappear with we run but never hide within this re educational system often doing so well it sometimes looks as if our nervous probing alien tentacle fun finders go limp with the effort all just to maintain our current level of standard substandard student mediocrity same in one place or another rocking around the meta digital clock ok they have days sure but researcher we most definitely own the liquid neon electric blue nights // republic of bob