Pineal Indole – Alien Epistemology

A generator is running somewhere in the desert. You can feel its vibrations as you climb towards it. Light breaks over the hill and creates a distorted shadow of your form. Long lines of fluorescent bulbs streaming from horizontal logs cast a light on madmen in a frenzied dance. The generator, the size of garden shed pumps away, fuelling the central figure, the source of the commotion. The music reaches a crescendo and as it dies away Pineal Indole says to you, “there is only one super-symmetrical multiverse containing all simultaneous spacial&temporal dimensions. You and I are that… so I have heard.”