# sun drenched like one was born a little late in which one often considers themselves born of an imagined near-future retro 60's realty going wild in the great kalifornian outdoors of 'astral amerika' travelling around 'the united states of void' in an armored 'scooby joins a-team' van with all these crazy footloose flowering starlarp citizens a real gonzo meta journalism born of the purple midnight desert highway passing out blotters to straight pink middling class crowds staring on in disbelief and envy passing out in warm biomagnetic fields of summer with thousands of other hippy-headed researchers all connected by happiness naked and dreaming in the wild crazy tie-dyed colours of one's road-movie lensflare soul often far better than any realty that eternally humps the undead soul and nice hats of nancy - the ron's brain-dead 80's skull // republic of bob