David Lynch, God, Darren Arnoffsky, Stephen Malkmus, Mike Watt, PT Anderson, John McEntire,Tom Waits the Munoz sisters, the person who started formal education so I could beat the shit out of him and lastly anyone who likes to start fires.... Finally, the man who wrote this: By Lungfish Paranoia Warped into a gravity Which spread a smothering blanket – An evolutionary launching pad Vision was tested on blank sky And a voice said Let me tell you about the time That something occurred Medication caused an ear to hear And a conflict of interpretation arose Landscapes were drawn from a plague Of particles The burden was distributed The law would return As inflated skins While music initiated architecture Animals, living through a Velocity of fear Began to modify their behavior To comply with human observation Thus dropping the keystone Into the eggshell honeycomb Of Anthrocentric history scene As for the plants They had been with the music Science procured a steepled shell Dressed for immortality Hollow to hold the music The motion repelled all opinion And refused to consider its origin Apples happened Bringing acids and enzymes The spinning recorder Disguised as an endless bouquet Things became erotic at the drop of a hat A tyrant placed an apple on a table And lorded over it As a fish realized it held a monkey Inside itself And expelled it on the beach In a larval salamander form The voters clamored for more circles And the whole rig began to rotate Books were used for fuel and money Everybody was writing them The planets turned inside out To expose their freight No charges were pressed Because all involved agreed That they could die These are the secrets a world sung to me Truer than the truth A young order of birds That eats the eyes of believers Science predicted forms of worship And revelled in them An orgy of mutation took place For many years Between stones Near water Inside clouds The peoples bound their feet With the skins of the animals To trample their own cities And each other They developed external organs Like guns and television sets They believed that they owned things One mind in a generation Will the eternal broadcast The voice saying Let me tell you about the time That something occurred That mind’s body will be subject To testing or electrical currents Rippled through the brain But the music pervades It was music that gave the shove and resolved in music We shall breathe It was children That crafted a parent And resolved in children We shall live.