The spaces that occupy space between reality.
Jim Henson, Jan Svankmajer, Nikola Tesla, River Phoenix, The Brothers Quay, Christiane Cegavske, Jiri Barta, Pee Wee Herman, Karka, Fritz Lang, Jan Svankmajer, Edward Gorey, my soul, Riddley Scott, Sierra Zanger, Paul Shoulwalter, Brian Toone, just to name a few.
Cocteau Twins, Interpol, Fathoms Apart, The Decemberists, Apex Twin, Brian Eno, Kate Bush, Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennet, Poe, Bjork, Perfect Circle, Bob Dylan, John Denver, The Wedding Present, Robots from the Past, Flaming Lips,The National, The Meeting Places, Modest Mouse, Mercury Rev, Mr. Satie, Keith Jarret, my friends and their voice boxes...people that have mastered the whistle...through their own lips, no accessory or instrument other than the body.
Wings of Desire, Blood Tea and Red String, Stand By Me, Session 9, King of Hearts
Screw mass brain washing.
The Mind's Eye, Where the Sidewalk Ends, The Giving Tree, Could Be Worse, The Lorax, anything about honeybees, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Catcher in the Rye, The Outsiders, Wiseblood,
Those that can express true reality, true living, true life, and in turn their expression helps to awaken and define others' experiences, and creates a common binding and understanding and sympathy and compassion, which helps to create connections and family.