"I've never really cleaned out, you know," Golam was saying to his interlocuter, "I used to go around performing my work back toward the end of the 20th Century, I'd go to bookstores, college campuses, libraries, art galleries, the usual, I'd strip my language down to the bone going for the best possible effects so that more momentum and energy would be stimulated leading to God knows what, and the only way I could get through it all was to dabble in the delectation of raw chemical substances. But at least I'm no longer a prisoner of my own skin. I'm beyond the beyond..."