Resonating through the comic express highway straight from Nitriles located in the Cyanide Radicle nebular on the edge of this dimension (between interstellar space & the psychedelically charged rim of the galactic space cowboy federation) Psyanyd (who at this point in time was referred to as 'Al') escaped the grasps of the evil Nitrilites (Known for their passionate love of Electro house & 80's Madonna Pop) only to find that he had been exposed to and infected by certain interstellar bacteria, fungi, and algae that are found in a number of plants. Not sure of what exactly what he had been infected by he roamed the cosmos searching from answers in deep dark corners of the universe. It was not until he stumbled across a small green and blue planet that had been swept under the cosmic carpet that he found out about this strange phenomenon referred to as 'music'. Crash landing his ship straight into the side of two large towers due to a miscalculation in flight path, caused by the combination a large green lady holding a flaming lantern who didn't move out of the way (even though she was facing him) and his first ever exposure to bass and kick drums from earth radio, was when Psyanyd took on his human form. Over the next 2 years Psyanyd drifted between consciousness and comatosed states in his recovery from his crash. Hearing rambling theories of government conspiracies & talks of war & fighting from a strange box that seemed to be bolted to the roof of his hospital room made Psyanyd feel un-easy and responsible for the anger & hatred being spread around the world from the accidental crash of his ship into the twin towers. Trying to communicate through music to his new found race of pink beings, that he had in fact crashed his ship and no one else was at fault and they should all be friends was not as successful as he would have liked. People began to jump and move and pull faces that had never been seen on this cosmic rock, having fun & partying like animals but ultimately not hearing his message. Still today Psyanyd tries to spread his message of peace happiness & love through music, and still people just jump around and dance and give him hi-fives, it seems almost like they don't care about what he's really trying to say..... Damn Humans!

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