Cracked Philosophy

[Lightning Rod]

Meat is the abstract of time
I don't need Spinoza to tell me that
I'm just a jack-ass Erasmus
comes bearing his tales
a monk that the Church
doesn't quite know what to do with

give him a flat collar and a cowl
let him expatiate
we don't really care as long as
the coins hit the collection plate.

Meat is the atomic clock
time is fried in its own juices
Taco Bell
Taco Bell

I have trouble quoting myself
and all the rest are incorrect
a seismic centrifuge sorting uranium

Augustine always had the best stash
Lilliput Gold they call it
smoke it and instantly
you understand string theory.

I dreamed I had a driveway full of Edsels
each one had that cyclops eye on the grille
animals extinct and wishing their genes
to Mustangs and Thunderbirds

I don't know where to draw the line
It's like a bad Johnny Cash tune
I feel like a jet pilot in Iraq
it's all a video game

no real gristle and shank
no real pain and concussion
just mash the button and
watch the instant replay.

I know my wings are made of wax
and I'm more of a termite than an ant
we are more socially evolved

oh, I know, not as high as the bees
they have no arguments or democracy
I'm going to ride Air Force One someday,
just as a passenger.

[westcoast]

Whack, dude I enjoyed the subterfuge.

~westie

[constantine]

pretty hip, lrod.

[mnaz]

Not sure how it was then, but now,
as long as it puts asses in the seats,
by any church of the same name,
time seems like a passing taco.
Machines may yet go extinct.