I noticed when I listen to John Frusciante's music outside something strange happens to me. It's as if everything external to me was a sort of illusion, a hologram, difficult to explain, as if the only true thing was me and the sky, the water, the elements, as if I was part of the elements, I could reach them and touch them be immense and eternal as they are and nothing scares me then, nothing is important anymore...
So I've come to think his music is indeed a gateway to what's superhuman, to eternity, to dimensions and creatures we cannot rationally conceive, to the whole of the universe and truth.
