All hail the dirt bike Philosopher dirt bike Silence as we gathered round We saw the word and were on our way Now it's brain washing dirt bike Ground shaking dirt bike Mind bending dirt bike in control Soul crushing dirt bike Self propelled dirt bike You see I never thought I'd understand 'Til that bike took me by the hand Now I ride...

Continually riding the line between madness and sanity, psychorider is commonly found amongst the churning traffic of the Melbourne Metropolitan area. With a range covering much of the metropolitan area psychorider has invaluable geographic knowledge for the swift delivery of courier services. Often also found in an office, psychorider is also capable of becoming involved in the electronic side of activism. Whilst being among the more moderate of M1 supporters, psychorider is firmly committed to the facilitation of action for global justice.

Ubergroover despises the lightweight accessories, a token trademark of the modern courier cyclist. This maverick green activist is primed for M1, green powered with more than a few tricks up his sleeve and tensile hardened by S11. With a machine built capable of carting upwards of a small city, ubergroover has the payload required for the techno activist. This middleweight crunches low and hard, eschewing the bantamweight aestheletes in pursuit of the picture perfect ouevre. Bigeer bicycles are sometimes more beautiful.......

Redcog is the curve which joins two points, whether on a map or on the city streets. Redcog integrates bicycle and self as a function of speed and time. Redcog is a particle wave, a duality of bike and rider. Redcog is thought and its object, a metaphysics on wheels. Redcog is a point in space, a calculation on the back of a pushed envelope. Redcog is somewhere near you.

Cherax destructor resides below the action, in subterrain Melbourne. Although a new member of the team, her expereinece of many years of exploration have become integral to smooth Situation Responses during recent events. She is the paramount grand master of drain navigation, using the tunnels to relay messages, first aid supplies and electronic media.

In A.D. 2101 War was beginning. Captain: What happen ? Mechanic: Somebody set up us the bomb. Operator: We get signal. Captain: What ! Operator: Main screen turn on. Captain: It's You !! Cats: How are you gentlemen !! Cats: All your base are belong to us. Cats: You are on the way to destruction. Captain: What you say !! Cats: You have no chance to survive make your time. Cats: HA HA HA HA .... Captain: Take off every 'zig' !! Captain: You know what you doing. Captain: Move 'zig'. Captain: For great justice.

They take the box, to the box and punch their identity into the box, before going to lunch and eating out of a box. But out their in the wind of the world we ride like a ghost in the machine, weaving between the remaining spaces not taken up by the throng of capitalism. Hell I am a part of the machine, I am Mercury but I am also living in the moment...

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When not flouncing around in costume, the Green Guerilla is involved with social justice and environmental issues. His involvement in M1 stems from his interest in supporting the activists who give up so much that the majority of consumers take for granted in order to fight for what they believe in. In a small way, he hopes to prevent a global Tragedy of the Commons.

Mr.White is a sennin, a Japanese "immortal", who is rumoured to be over 140 years old. Over the years Mr.White has maintained a keen interest in the bicycle, and too this day rides for both transport and pleasure; a concept which much of society has found hard to grasp. A strict diet of Coco-Popos has dramatically reduced visible ageing, and maintains the appearance of a young man! Mr.White remains an active member of society and, in fact, is living at an undisclosed address in the city of Melbourne.

Psychlyr sails the thick wash of peak hour traffic. Riding the swell of heavy metal, through the hanging smog. Mechanical by products of a city turned machine by corporations who have transformed the fabric of the city street. Psychlyr, finds a gap. The psychlyr represents an escape from the competo athleto auto based testostero driven urban life cycles that entrap society via a complex system of obiquotousauto-entrapments.

hiding in the undergrowth, you won't see penguin in the photo to the left. In fact you won't see penguin, because there are four. When there are not four things become too confusing and the remaining three trot off nonchalantly to whinge about the laws of thermodynamics and the fact that people don't say things. On Tuesdays there are rumours of high-ranking positions in the invisible government. But that's not my fault. Unless you're not me, which you probably are, hell, that isn't hard. But if you are me, then you're not, because you _were_ me. You lost the authorial voice as soon as you shut up. Then you realised you were to your left, staring in your neighbours window with a cigarette lighter, an old copy of Readers Digest (with the ads torn out) and a photo of Erich Honecker. But that was only two of you, where were the other two? Who knows.

I study philosophy at Melb.Uni. I like dancing to techno and listening to jazz. I cook and take photos when the world gets too much. I think 360 Elizabeth Street is fascinating.

The collection and dispersal of plant seeds by couriers. A variety of plant species possess hard seeds that are inedible to couriers but are nevertheless gathered by them and taken to the couriers' nest. The couriers perform this service because the seeds are equipped with special food bodies (elaiosomes). These are variously shaped appendages derived from ovarian tissue and containing proteins, lipids, and carbohydrates. In the nest the couriers detach the elaiosomes and feed them to their larvae, discarding the seeds either within or near the nest. The courier benefits by receiving food, while the seed dispersal may benefit the plant in several ways: for example, protection of the seeds inside the courier nest; reduction of competition from its own seedlings; or removal of the seeds to a suitable germination site.

A pupa and author of Experientialism at the service of autonomous enlightenment.