The Outer Space Beings Are My Brothers.

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.

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

Music Is Not Material. Music Is Spiritual.

Space Is Not Only High, It's Low. It's A Bottomless Pit.

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