# henry swain swanson consider the name of a weird humalien who exists in england uk but lives in his head henry's spent thousands of lonely listless days being greatly confused about life and its meanings especially since leaving university and the awful course he was forced to join this was because he never mind more on this later out of this confusion he finds withriting bad neo cyberpunk science fan fiction of little solace and feels compelled to continue with his public domain experiments was almost 10k in debt with student loans for years and was desperate to get those corporate vampires off his wide muscular back he'd rather be truthfully depressed than falsely elated any day he's however become increasingly critical of this taken for granted thing humans call elf me or i the answers must lie on the tubular interwebs and with the help of others henry feels he can make new friends improve his coding earn a few quid via sharing his increasingly psychedelic take on life electronic subculture the feeling of retro play and a fascination for the beautifully strange the underlying nature of emptiness of ultimate zen buddhist reality henry swanson: by the way do you know how to play big science // [[republic of bob contents | imaginary pastime republic of bob]]