# the republic was already over alas to consider all ways in which it was always long gone how everyone merely lives among the virtual ruins sticking up through the high desert dunes researcher henry swanson: big small surprise turns out there was no grander overarching plan or design after all - that 'no thought was given to this' an intensely temporary giant cardboard and duct tape diorama in a massive abandoned movie set with the vast desert sky merely painted on behind which however there is only ever an endless infinite bioelectric void of polyversal consciousness big scientists are already / only ever wandering vast deserted information landscapes to consider modem spectacular realty as a massive prepackaged slow motion electric golf cart crash discharge in which a torn and frayed map without a territory was all there ever was broken megastructural smart concrete superhighways leading only to nowhere giant idiot stone heads of apparent heroes and elf appointed leaders of nothing half buried in the dusty sand fragments of yesterday's samizdat newspapers talking about techno-revolution and electro-utopia (pffft) abandoned memories swirling around one's feet in the empty backsreets and alleys of our times a fading warmth felt at dusk both beautiful sad and strange // republic of bob