# tantalising researcher testimonials some possibly paid though many possibly not as and one rolls down some endless canyon drive of summer while i'm alive by jackson browne plays in the virtual lab (skull) background in an alternate near future two researchers are drawn into 'project' an overt operation buried deep within a mysterious building deep underground when protocol accidentally breaks everyone vanishes into a mysterious portal reality reels from unexplained phenomena involving what appear to be hand held retro garming devices researcher 'henry swanson' is forced to navigate a collapsing reality as bass security turns ruthless and the boundaries between dimensions begin to rupture as bodily transformations unfold and the local megacity ascends into liquid chaos surfers of imaginary alternative internet 'republic of bob' confront strangedark forces beyond comprehension shifting identities spectral adversaries bad science fiction and a growing sense that something vast irreversible and beautifully biocosmic is approaching on the radar varied unofficially logged experiences of bsz researchers after direct heroic exposure to andor absorption of into delusions of eloquence via 'liquid neon blue' - not so much emerging as already armored (technically alert philosophically caustic omnivorous linguine whose brilliance flickers revealing ninja entrapments) > we love it's all-too plausible sounding non-sense; a elf indulgent mess of pre post apocalyptic anxiety political pronoia half baked social critique > flaccid popkult references tepid sci fi whimsicalities and anti-whatever satire all straining for significance > a deeper foreshadowing of divine re communion with natures and immanent re evolution mutation in humalien consciousness taking place on sentient rock three > baby the shift has indeed hit flan - do not give in to astonishment rather open minds and save worlds > a highly anomalous ultra high energy short duration psycho-fluctuation of subcultural irridation > the definitive wet wired underground guide to radial boundary dissolution right here on incoming cognitive dissonance shockwave of omniversal transformation; in other worlds feel the flux dear researcher > with attempts to convey the possibility of a polyversal neural coding of super-subjective post-researcher culture the experience of its neural correlates feels polyversally psychedelic in ir trans alien arc mother super natures > both participatory and collaborative this notstory space unfolds as students take part in a massively multiplayer online alternative hyperrealty role playing video ludic space of the collective imagination > 'researchers' collaborate to follow a elf-generating emergent trail of puzzles hidden clues and handy hints and though the notstory itself is not authored sites aren't prepared ahead of play and events are free-jazzed out in irreal time the whole operation feels meticulously unplanned > a mind bowling metaphysical movie clip of hardcore existential vertigo accompanying the post-modem humalien condition > fellow researcher henry swanson and ir crew as mythographers - secrete voyagers in a more polyversal realty frontier; scouts for the species way out on the biocosmic rim where unimaginable destinies intersect - consider restatement of the vital importance of untapped hyperneural regions of long forgotten supernature > delivers that sensual fin de siecle rave party payload researchers have been expecting - skydiving in from the bright edge of space onto a fresh embryonic overworld this is a celestial journey of wandering midnight souls > supple movements of sheer cosmic joy deployed with prophetic authority both tight unnerving and visionary skirting ambient fringes of recognizability without a care these are eye candy flavoured n bit undead retro pixels of lucid sunshine blotter forever > in which humalien history is a boiling pond surface of living biological spacetime the outcomes feel devastatingly fecund and juicy researchers gets pulled in and blissfully overwhelmed; fragmenting contradictory and often profoundly suggestive > once again bsz hypercorporation establishes optimal conditions under which a philosophy of trippy everyday life is not made new or impossible instead inducing a particular sort of watchful idleness; overheard scenic conversations loop in out of the mix in illuminating kaleidoscopic waves - elliptical orbits of jagged theories > a highly polished symbolism pitching up tiny foil wrapped birthday gifts of ontologically-aware creatures from an interdimensional electric blue bioplasma sea on some distant terminal beach - biocosmic theatre of all one's struggles and hopes > an incomparable force twelve paradigm shift transmitting dreamscapes more optimistic and precise than hippies more fluid and dynamic than new agers; far more soulful than the old techno-romantic hyper capitalist dystopian utopias of oldskool cyberpunks > everything one thought one knew has abruptly changed forever again so please remain calm - but don't wait for further official instructions > with an ability to find no grandeur whatsoever in the minor banal struggles of daily life finally there's a researcher whose camera takes pictures from the near-future now and eightifies whatever it sees > for between boredom and tomorrow exist vast oceans await to be explored and this seems that blissful superfluid immedium > attuning one's bodymind to natural creative forces of a living planet this is an amazing image of spiritual alchemy of our times and breaks new ground; the trans alien arc mother earth awaits > 'frank' accounts more remarkable than unforeseen visits from a radial circus troupe of elf-transforming machine elves bearing heavy psycho fluids - a bubble chamber of sublime possibility where tiny serene bioluminescent jellyfish float and meditate > superb echoing rooftop shinobi guitar solos from a truly odd non-place right here and now stripping away expectations and reminding researchers of things never seen before here at at apex of the humalien adventure > an exceptionally powerful this beast at once indescribably celebratory syncopated with giant striping rings and bold futuristic cosmetics looks the business - superfast actioned it handles hardcore realty reprogramming tasks with ease > not only something for beginners but perfect for the modem scientist who likes to surf the big tubes for big insights this is more than high performance or just a spark - more than just the bottom line or some lucky shot in the looming purple electronic dark > terraforming infinity its aerodynamic stealth silhouette gargantuan hypersonic scramjet grills evoke a seductive sense of western realty desert speed a towering and tantalizingly precarious all amerikan antigravity - glimmering alchemical scintillas of radiant ecliptic anticipation ease navigation of the planetary birth canal > by turns charming maddening gorgeous hilarious aquatic and reckless an exhausting monotonous breathtaking and fully realized portrait of truly weird-arts times and a long distance journey to savour > mirrored chrome and hard emotion; taste the d00med romance fast aurora love action - full of fashionable meandering new age despair and fitful explosions of over calculated ultraviolets > absurd biocybernetic dolls recently escaping labs reach spectacular melodic heights both berserk frightening piquant wistful yet oddly obtainable - nothing less than a brilliant attempt to hurl the entire span of nebulous lives into more ghostly poignant light > another terrific chi-blast direct from high free energy sci fi akin to laying back on a white synthetic leather recliner built into one's lab wall wearing trippy gasoline oil-tinted safety vr-specs while watching back to back episodes of one's own near-future meta-adventures all burning with a cold synaptic alien brilliance that's 'totally xen' > both a transformative matrix for re-conceiving one's relationship to the wider world and language of renewed archetypal significance it all plays out like biowired life so mystical - 'like tron on opaque pink de empty lasers' > new old fashioned action adventures with deep conscience that aspire to nonmythic levels of holotropic notstory telling an almost perfect evocation of hardcore techno cultural life here in wondrous purple-blue neon-tinted 'near-future retro 80s' researcher henry swanson: what a hot load of shimmering pearlescent new age cobblers where do i sign in order to enter such a republic // republic of bob