Moon Sammy-Soul Coughing

[00:17.63]Moon Sammy walks. Across the floor. Below the floor. There is a wall. [00:35.52]Behind the wall. There is a chair. Moon Sammy knows. The chair is there. [00:54.80]But that's OK, that's OK, you can do that--if you're wound up, full of tension, [00:59.17]incoherent. Your mouth is buttered with lies; you ask why, but you could [01:05.78]call it enigmatic; all your thoughts about the chair are full of static. [01:11.90]Automatically your mind goes down the stairwell to the chair; your body [01:14.85]says Moon Sammy, can you come back? [01:16.47]Strum it. [01:30.16]Moon Sammy washes. In the sink. Below the sink. There is a drain. The drain [01:42.83]goes straight. Into the sea. The sink itself. Is porcelain. [02:00.82]Obsess yourself with causality. The information you hear is a loophole, [02:05.12]technicality. Behind every object is a mathematic; an obscure substance [02:08.61]infused with a kinetic force, energy, an obscure conscience shoots a gun at [02:12.73]the feet the world dances. [02:13.98] [02:26.75]Babylon, mystery, mother of harlots, and all these abominations of the [02:33.49]earth, that sits on many waters, drunk with the blood of the martyrs of [02:44.54]Jesus. [02:49.73]And I wondered with great admiration