The seeds have been planted deep below the surface of the subconscious. Slowly but surely they will grow a child of fear, and that child is David Lynch. He drip-feeds anxiety directly into the frontal lobe of the brain, whilst still keeping it docile, and then finally, he, purely and simply, leaves.
Are you confused? So am I, but it doesn't matter. Life can be confusing sometimes, we just have to live with not knowing all the details.
Also, holy shit, is that kid Gaston?