Annwn (with Grandfather Forest)

[Intro: Grandfather Forest]

Where's my pick?
I don't know where my pick went
Oh, there it is
Right
Uh, so this is the bassline we've got

[Verse 1: Beakfeet]

I'm at the beach
And there's fish flying through the air
And I'll play you my favourite song
Why won't you sing along?

[Verse 2: Daniel Donahoo]
She closes the lid

And unplugs the device

No bigger than her thumb

From the computer

My lifes work, she says. But, it isnt her lifes work

You see, we store information like an Escher painting

It shouldn't all fit in there. But, it does

And every day we manage to fit more and more into smaller and smaller spaces until one day

She says

We will be able to fit all the information the world has

Everything that everyone knows and believes and dreams

Into nothing

It will all be there. Stored and filed

Tagged with any keywords you might imagine

Our hard drives will be thin air

They will make nanobots look like elephants

And elephants will be in there too. Tagged. Accessible with search terms

Like grey, ivory

And the largest land dwelling mammal

We will process away at nothing and understand everything

We will think of a word and the information will slip in, not through our ears or eyes

But straight thorough our skin. Information will breathe in and out of us

Permeate our skin

Our knowing will be as deep as it is wide

You see our work here is to learn so much

To be so full of knowing

That all there is left to do is unlearn

Humanity must get to a point where we let go

We leave the useless ideas and the spent ideologies in the recycle bin

Like an adolescent brain shedding neurons

Like a snake slithering from its old skin

Like an old man who has come to understand so well the point where reality meets the intangible that he is able to decide which breath will be his last. And, he will enjoy that breath more than any that he has taken in his entire life

And, her lifes work is more than a four meg flash drive

[Outro: Grandfather Forest]
OK
That's enough of that
Sorry about that