The Secrets of Unreality

This area does not exist. It is unreal and therefore exists in unreality. Here are some of the secrets of the Vurtual Universe, the unknown details that most overlook and the essence of information for the Vurt Trainspotter. Now maybe these facts are well known to you, certain Cats out there have the key, so I have compiled only the knowledge that amazed me or the things I had no idea about...for example, I had to be told that the historian 'R.B. Tshimosa' (who wrote the 'Looking Glass War' in the frontice piece of Pollen) was simply an anagram of Miss Hobart. If that escaped you - read on. If you spotted it you've probably worked out more than I have and I would class you as Game Cat for certain.

Here is something I can guarentee you do not have in your collection. Before Vurt came about, Zenith O'Clock and Jeff Noon published two novels simultaneously, expanding the meta concepts of Vurtual Space. These books were almost immediately withdrawn for fear of enciting a media storm and are no longer available. 'Burt' relates to two friends, one of them simple and easy going and then Burt, a feather hungry madman lost in meglomania and obsessive control draging his friend into a series dark exploits. The second publication was 'Shurt', mentioned briefly in Jeff Noon's 'Automated Alice' as a nod of respect between authors. I'll let you look it up for your own benefit.

BLURT - A Poem

Midnight's bell goes ting, ting, ting, ting, ting, Then dogs do howl, and not a bird does sing But the nightingale, and she cries twit, twit, twit; Owls then on every bough do sit; Ravens croak on chimneys' tops; The cricket in the chamber hops; The nibbling mouse is not asleep, But he goes peep, peep, peep, peep, peep; And the cats cry mew, mew, mew, And still the cats cry mew, mew, mew. by Thomas Middleton (1570-1627)