I've been thinking about man's self absorption and arrogance towards the almighty lately.

We're going to DIY this Divinity thing.
There must be a modus operandi to glorious order.
If not by breeding success,
then by squeezing crystal.
Fungi sojourns and the Unified Theory shall carry us to nirvana.
Meanwhile we'll amuse ourselves shooting the blue aggie through the circle,
since we're not the center of the universe anyway.
Thought we wouldn't figure that out, didn't you?
What's that about a tree?
You must be out of yours.
Sorry, can't hear you.
La-La, La-La, La-La, La-La
La-La, La-La, La-La, La-La.