For whatever reason, there’s sand everywhere, covering up a bunch of old stuff that no one quite understands. Apparently something happened a while back, before anyone was born that made a lot of sand. But thankfully no one is starving, there’s no scarcity issue, but everyone is just like totally bored. Nothing interesting is happening and there’s nothing really to do.

Somehow they managed to make a book out of this concept that was worth republishing a couple times, including getting a starving artist to create updated cover art. And someone even thought it made sense to get someone to write a new foreword.

Note: None of this is real, I just woke up at 3am Pacific Time with a weird dream in my head. I was explaining to my sister, in the dream (it was one of those multilevel ones, not like multilevel marketing, but dream within a dream within a dream), that the book was clearly Eurocentric in outlook. You ever get that, where you get so passionate in the dream you wake up almost yelling out loud? Like on one of those American or Indian ideological tv channels? Is it ok to ramble like this on this forum?