Buster Pray, a tough California redneck, was shot up and decorated as a Marine in Vietnam. Now, though, with most of his grandpa's hardscrabble ranch sold to a movie actress, he's just one more marginalized man, more or less a bust in the boom. In the mountains near Monterey, on what's left of the old ranch, he guides pig hunters for a living and pumps septics in his off hours.

The famous redhead, Joan Dubarry of the silver screen, lives right up the hill from Buster's hunting camp. They tangle over Joan's dog, who's been killing the wild turkeys Buster is trying to raise. When Joan jets off to Paris for a new movie, her lonely, adopted son, Aaron, age 13, begs Buster to take him along on a pig hunt.

Buster once had a son Aaron's age, and a wife, too -- both shot down in a drive-by. So he relents and takes the spoiled kid with him. Aaron goofs up, and plunges Buster's truck off a cliff.

Together, they blast through time into an entirely different hologram. Here, in Hog Heaven, a pig-like race of people have risen high enough in consciousness to be able to govern themselves by love. In this Loveland, as compared to the Hateland Buster and Aaron left, money is regarded as a controlled substance and forbidden. In a raucous satire echoing Animal Farm or Wizard of Oz, Buster and Aaron are shown how our primitive society failed and even pigs could create a better one. They learn how to heal themselves by living in the high end emotions of 'LOVEJOYPEACE.' Plunged into a chase and then a revolution, Buster and Aaron finally get their bodies back, and come home with love in their hearts -- and for Buster, a new mate in the beautiful Joan Dubarry awaits.

Hog Heaven draws on the latest in consciousness research, by one of its pioneers, David R. Hawkins, MD, PhD, formerly the leading psychiatrist in the U.S. and collaborator with Nobel laureate, Linus Pauling. This is the world of wonder that we don't yet know we know, but Hog Heaven takes us there in an irreverent, riotous way. We'll never be quite the same again!

-Otis Carney