The planet is asleep and it's the fault of musicians who are untrue to themselves.
Behold the pre-prophetic symbols of the planes of Never. Behold, behold this thisness! This isness.
The possible has been tried and failed. Now it's time to try the impossible.
Music is a language, a universal language.
What I'm dealing with is so vast and great that it can't be called the truth. It's above the truth.
I am a musician, but I'm another type of musician.