The planet is asleep and it's the fault of musicians who are untrue to themselves.

The music is not part of this planet in a sense that the spirit of it is about happiness. Most musicians play earth things about what they know, but I found out that they are mostly unhappy and frustrated, and that creeps over into their music.

In the world of tomorrow, the new man will 'think' the place he wants to go, then his mind will take him there.

The earth moves in a certain rhythm, a certain sound, a certain note. When the music stops the earth will stop and everything upon it will die.

The light of the future casts the shadows of tomorrow.

At first there was nothingthen nothing turned itself inside-out and became something

Where human eyes have never seen, where human beings have never been, I build a world of abstract dreams, and I wait for you.