I Always Say It's Not My Arkestra,

Where Human Eyes Have Never Seen, Where Human Beings Have Never Been, I Build A World Of Abstract Dreams, And I Wait For You.

Bach And Beethoven, All Of Them, They Had To Write Something To Please The Upper Structure, Those With Money And Power.

Well, Actually, I'm A Psychic Being, And You Know, We Don't Concern Ourselves With Being Born; We Concern Ourselves With Being Eternal; We Deal With The Spirit.

Behold The Pre-prophetic Symbols Of The Planes Of Never. Behold, Behold This Thisness! This Isness.

If You’re Not Mad At The World, You Don’t Have What It Takes