The molecular biologists insist it’s magic and that there are faeries in the lab.
Adding colourless liquids to other colourless liquids, putting it into the magic box,running it thorugh a gel, and celebrating a miraculous manifestation of a band - or instense worry and speculation when there isn’t one.
This is a persistant claim that is reiterated in the lab tea room with unerring passion. Possibily due to a slight hysteria brought on by an increased consumption of sugar via the inpormtu cake festival that is into it’s second day now. I insist that the biosciences runs on sugar. It was mufin Monday in UWA, Perth, here it’s daily confectionary mayhem.
This and intense discussion of ‘what superpower would you have’ whilst in tissue culture has assured me onec again I am in the right environment for an art interface with metaphysics via a biotechnical vector.
The magical and the magikal collide into supermesh was my thought as I speculated a mutant spider woman with metallic conducting silken fibres.