ASIN: B00NKPJE5Y
Publisher: unknown
Pages: 398
The things chronicled here are, and are not, what they seem. For one, the language is all wrong: The titular dung balls are actually made of hallucinogenic mold, cultivated for relaxation by members of an intelligent bug-like alien species, but providing an immersive escape for the small number of otherworld abductees brought back to the bugs’ world. The “bugs” are not especially arthropodic, but a cross-melding of earthly phyla, and are more socialist than hive-social. For another, the chronicle is full of discomforting superimpositions here on earth: Séances and past-life regression. Missing persons and media manipulation. Illuminati and the A.I. singularity. Gaia and alternate reality games. Conspiracy theories and infidelity. Telepathy and a future human, whose industrialized body fills a factory in deep space. And Sasquatch wandering the Duke Forest – why not? We may not want to ...
