Screeching monotone which eliminates mouth, limb and crotch but exalts in brain power. MIT science fiction. Autobiographic as a brainiac. Sexual power is moving up the spine into the skull. It doesn't matter.
Music is pure mathematics.
Todd is further mystery than Greek. You can't plot out his journey so easy. Marco Polo was a natural. But beauty is just that. I'm almost embarrassed to get so worked up over its brilliance.