NP: I AM NEON PHOSPHOR
MW: i'm the greatest fucking songwriter to wear a goatee
NP: PLEASED TO MEET YOU, THE GREATEST FUCKING
MW: you should be. a generation's going to turn on my words. i'm where archimedes balances his fucking lever. the world's going to move
NP: YOU'RE GOING TO MOVE THE WORLD BACK TO THE ANCIENT AGE?
MW: no, the ancient age is going to come to me. so is the future. this is it. i'm the point of no return.
NP: ALL YOUR PAST AND FUTURES...
MW: i'm the river, then
NP: I SUPPOSE YOUR ALBUM COVER'S GOING TO HAVE ASTRAL CARS AND A MOON FULL OF STARS
MW: no way. it's the way of the future. it's a flying car with wheels and a propeller above some boring grey shit, above some shit that doesn't matter, that's just there because the car's got to be above something. moving. that's all
NP: RIGHT. BUT IS THIS FLYING CAR ALSO AN ASTRAL CAR?
MW: it's better. it's man made. it's like music. i used to think that great melodies always existed, that you just discovered them. that's bullshit. you build them in your mind, in your laboratory, just like flying cars with engines that blow up diesel inside steel cages. there's nothing cosmic. there's no astral plane. it's the pulsing, oozing, fetid cave of your mind where that shit comes from
NP: ARE YOU THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA?
MW: i am. i am the kai that binds them together. kai means and, but it also means even. i am alpha, even omega. because it's a stretch, because it's hard. but i am anyway
NP: WHAT ABOUT BETA, GAMMA, DELTA, AND ALL THE REST? ARE YOU THEM AS WELL?
MW: of course, i'm a-z, i'm 123 infinity, it's all here in my head.
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