"I had a transcendental storm of color visions today in the bus going to Marseilles. We ran through along a long avenue of trees and I closed my eyes against the setting sun. An overwhelming flood of intensely bright patterns in supernatural colors exploded behind my eyelids: a multi-dimensional kaliedoscope whirling out through space. I was out in a world of infinite number. The vision stopped abrubtly as we left the trees."

Brion Gysin's Journal December 21st, 1958