we hear the shreek of subatomic particles annihilated. A second ago they jogged along the push pull of magnets and temperatures at near light speed. Not expecting to meet each other head first as the supergod eye cameras click every detail within bubble chamber kill room. Brion Gysin conjures up the lost journals of the fifth column dada and decides to share the secrets of pan and the number zero to bewildered and paranoid william burroughs as the master musicians horn player signals the dirge of mother sky in the small tangiers niteclub. At that moment wave form collapses time space is imprinted and maleable.....