*incoherent mumbling.....then....
One of these days I am going to erase every tape in the world
...in the world...world...
Tomorrow I may do it...
All the frank zappa masters...
Nothing... blank... empty... space...
That’s what they are now...
Blank... empty... space...
I know he’s sitting in there,
In the control room now,
Listening to everything I say
But I really don’t care
Hello frank zappa.....*
A brave little theory, and actually quite coherent for a system of five or seven dimensions -- if only we lived in one.
Academician Prokhor Zakharov, "Now We Are Alone"