Infiltrate Isolate and Heal.

An all new sci-fi book set in the same galaxy as Braintape.

Coming soon…

 Introduction.

There is a remote planet where a passive aggressive and manipulative guru is secretly inviting people to be taught into a school of energy healing based on the spiritual intelligence methods of a covert group of social engineers known as the CeeEyeAye (pronounced as C.I.A.). Unfortunately for the everyone this guru, however annoying he is, might actually be the only person in the entire galaxy that has the knowledge, foresight and plans  to prevent an evil mining company being the first to develop warp speed technology and enslave every living creature in the galaxy into a hyper capitalist dictatorship. Stuck in an information war and lies from all angles a sweet and innocent 80 year old woman called Joan must decide what she believes is right and wrong as her decisions will have far reaching implications,- for everybody.

Progress.

Infiltrate isolate and heal is not direct sequel to Braintape and is written as a stand alone novel. It is however set directly after braintape and will feature some the same character and events. it was started in 2017 and has the story completely planned out, many of the chapters are complete and just over forty thousand words have been written down. In 2018 i stopped writing for the book as i wanted to gain some more field research in hippy circles and communities. For last 2 years i have attempted to live a life similar to that of one of the characters (or as close as could as i don’t live in space ) to make the story more authentic, I really believe well written satire has to come from an understanding of the subject matter.

Themes

Braintape dealt with and satirised themes of finance, business culture, the scientific community, religious institutions and drugs. doing this it made fun of business and the aimless pursuit of money, seeking power and following blindly organised religions. Now with Infiltrate isolate and heal I to satirise alternative culture, new age spiritualism, consumerism, hippy culture and hipsterism all set in an alien star system many light years away. Everything we know in modern world is amplified one hundred times and misinformation and lies plague the readers perception of right and wrong to the point where you will hate the good guys worse than bad guys. Is someone good if they have plan for the benefit of all people and have knowledge to make this dream come true but they go about trying achieve this by bullying, manipulation and lies?

Sample from Book (unedited)

The next day we were to meet at 7 for morning meeting followed by breakfast. At about quarter past everyone was there quietly and awkwardly waiting for our guru Lace Povandee to arrive. After a few more minutes Lace came trotting out from a path next to Healipolis drying his hair luxuriantly with a big fluffy baby blue towel. He had beads of water glistening on his on his action man chest and his wings were folded in and had been groomed and shined. He was radiating happiness and his perfect white teeth sparked like laser crystals in the morning sun. His with his bottom set of arms he was rubbing extra virgin coconut butter over his torso and his peacock tail was in full flair giving the morning a chromatic splash of vibrancy. In manner we had grown all to used to Lace waited in silence until everyone had stopped talking and started looking at him before he began.

"Good morning you beautiful, beautiful people. Wow! What a lovely morning it is on the planet Capsmay today. I absolutely love the morning. For me it's easily the best part of the day. The air is is full of Gloime and I can feel surging toward me, then Rushing into me and energising me.”

He takes out a small note pad out his linen trousers and quickly scans it before he began again

“Ok peeps. I've got some really special things lined up for us all but first I'd like to just remind you that we have we four days on retreat before we head out on 3 the day trek to the Ultralithic temple complex in the deep jungle. So to get everyone ready we will be doing more guided meditations and I also have some yoga routines to go through. This afternoon we will need to do the first of the jungle survival lessons because I wouldn't want any of you getting attacked by the bladed camel turkeys when we are out in the wild. In the early evening I will being giving out higher energy massages to any one who wants them and tonite we have our first special shamanic rituals and it involves contacting animals in spirit world. After that I have a bit of celebration organised for you guys but I'm not saying to much now, but it will be fun.

He sends one last mooraker smile and starts walking off round the corner out of veiw.

Before anyone could even a grumble a half arsed morning responce lace calls out heartily.”

“Come with me guys, If you want it I've got a really nice and super heathy breakfast for everyone that will fill you right up for the whole morning."

We followed behind Lace as he trotted bouncily down the winding wood chipped pathway to the cook tent down which by the crystal stream where it entered the camp on west side . Around the tent there many were stone and wooden statues of various tribal gods, probably given to lace from the indigenous communities Lace had healed over his time. The cook tent itself was placed under a huge blue Monday branch for shade and was made out a frilly purple and lilac canvas. The door was wooden and circular and had a rune covered carved blackstone doorstep. Inside were many tie dye cottons draperies colourfully decorating the walls giving the feel of crystal ball reader's nighttime abode. Weirdly though for a cook tent In the central space There was no tables, no chairs and nothing but but banana silk yoga matts evenly laid out in a grid. When everyone was inside Lace addressed us all again.

"So is Everyone really hungry?—Well I certainly am! So thats why I've got my favourite breatharian breakfast meditation planned for you guys. It was taught to me by a wise elderly woman by the name of Deloris del Delboy. She became very famous because she didn't eat anything in over hundred metric years. This meditation involves channeling the Gloime from around us into our lungs where it will coagulate around our alveoli to form a form of phlegm nourishment that we cough up our oesophagus and swallow down out gullets as asparagus. The wise women taught to me after I spent two for weeks helping her out as her manservant as part of heroship program I was involved in as a small boy. After watching her cough up like she did for two solid weeks, I never ate food again.

Everyone take a seat and let's get started...."

We all found a place on top of one the banana silk matts and waited for our shaman to take position in front of us croached down on his front hooves. He took out some a bunch of sticks from a nearby pot and clicked his fingers creating a spark that ignited the bunch neatly without ash spillage. He slowly walked around the edge of the room placing a stick in hexagonal formation before returning to the front where crossed his centaur legs in his special equine yoga style. He then brushes his top left hand through his lion mane hair puffing it out to nearly twice its volume. He gazed happily round the room giving each individual a warm and homely smile. Next He positions the bottom four of his six arms outwards with his finger and thumb touching in meditation style and starts speaking in a soft, soothing and hypnotic voice out to to the group.

"Ok people. Sit with you legs crossed. Then please shut your eyes and get comfortable. Try to relax and feel the lovely atmosphere around you. Try to empty your minds and clear your thoughts.

After about a minute of silence our guru spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. It still had enough to power reached every part of the room clearly.

“Now I what I want you to do is to take a deep breath— And release.”

He pauses the only thing I could hear now was the soft breathing of our guru and he continued.

“Ok that's good. In your your minds eye an Image will form, an image you can not just see, but smell, and taste, and hear. and feel. With this guided meditation I will be creating that image for you, It will be such a strong image that you will beleive it's there—and will be there, Are you ready?

“Yes” called a silicon dwarf from the back.

“Don't speak please, just imagine. Imagine. Imagine sizzling crispy bacon. Imagine browned Cumberland sausage. Imagine orange yolky sunny side up eggs. Imagine delicately peppery fried black and white puddings. Imagine golden brown buttered granary toast. Imagine juicy grilled Tomato halves. Imagine salty crunchy hash-browns and lastly imagine warm sweet baked beans.—Now I want you to picture everything on plate on front of you, as a whole. Ready to eat. You have a knife and fork in you hands and your about to dig in. Imagine that before you can take a bite that plate begins to float up into the air ahead of you. Imagine that it breaks up into a million pieces, then a million more, then a million more so all you can see is a large dust clue in front of you.---- then I want you to exhale as hard as you can and hold it for a full 10 seconds.-One, two, three—breath out so there's nothing left in your lungs, and they are as empty as the space between galaxies.

To breath out and hold in thew was directions was quite difficult and hall around I there WA wheezes as we attempted to exhale all of the air

Picture that dust cloud ahead of you again. When you breath back in again imagine it going into your lungs. Imagine it sticking to the inside of lungs like fibre glass. Imagine it's tickling your alveoli like fleet of dusty feather devils. Imagine it becomes so intense that you feel like you need to cough. Your eyes are watering and your abdominal muscles are dyeing to tense up. You feel the phlegm build up like a cistern in you wind pipes, from your lungs up into your throat. Now I want you all to give into that desire and cough up that huge succulent greeny you been harbouring. Keep coughing, cough like an asthmatic bong-adder, and splutter like a tougaloid grunge blutterer. Then get that greeny and get in right up into your mouth and hold it there. Taste all those delicious flavours on it. Roll that delicious breakfast around your mouth and enjoy it. On the count of three I want you to swallow it down. One, two, three---Feel the nourishment of the Gloime -----and open your eyes again.—

......And there you are. Full.

Well done everyone. That was absolutely incredible, and you all did really well. Im sure you are all stuffed. I know I definitely am. Whats better is no one needs to do any washing up. And If any of you vegans were wondering, I've done my research and it's totally ok to eat imaginary meat. Ok That's it for now go chill or do what ever you want, but in half an hour would cool if everyone was to meet back at the yoga arena as we will be focusing on skill harvesting techniques that allow you to be amazing at everything."

I wouldn't say I was full, but was definitely not hungry anymore. There was a lot of muttering from the group which lace ignored as he got up and sauntered out of the tent on his way to the meditation treehouse leaving everyone looking around to each other in bewilderment.