Wax, or the Discovery of Television Among the Bees

Just when i thought i had already seen all the super weird movies that suit a psychedelic movie night, along comes this gem. Total disorientation. Strange fascination. Reprogramming of pathways long disconnected way back by the dead on the moon created by the bees of kain, slayer of abel, inventor of the secret language that would one day come back to fulfill the destiny of creating a simulation of consciousness made from living symbols that contain the souls of the dead of the future in the form of bees from the garden of eden which refers to a cave that exists in the past inside a planet at the end of time and space itself that is folded into a telescope to insert the robotic target seeking consciousness of blind insectoid gods into missiles to come back to the place where my half brother used to live when he was a contractor for a company with ties to the US military that was founded by the grandmother of his stepsister to launch weapons loaded with the embodimend of the mind of kain who slew his brother abel out of jealousy for his bees, to fulfill his destiny of merging with his target in the first iraq war.

It all makes sense at the end.