Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed by the Federation long ago. Held within The Pleasure Dome, decreed by Kubla Khan, to taste my bitter triumph. I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound differently. Down in his barn, my uncle preserved for me an old machine - for fifty-odd years. Decreed by Kubla Khan to taste anew the fruits of life. Cruising for the action lit up like a firefly just to feel the living night. My spirits are low. In the depths of despair, my lifeblood spills over...