POST-BIOLOGICAL WORLD Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999
In the post-biological world
We'll reprogram ourselves at will
Exchange code fragments - a mindfuck
Expanding, go intergalactic
--
In the post-biological world
We'll transcend any pissant god
Create and collapse universes
Find new dimensions to traverse
--
In the post-biological world
We'll be more than machines we've built
We'll be more than spirits and demons
We'll be more than diverse megaminds
--
In the post-biological world
Every physics will be theology
Evolution recapitulates ontology
Submolecular machine biology
--
In the post-biological world
When we go trans-human
In the post-biological world
In the post-biological world ...
GODZ AT THE BEACH GODZ (folky) Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999
I ran into God in a coffee shop
Well, one God or another
She's a Deity of Love, she said,
"So, let's love each other"
"Sure sounds good to me" I said
"And let's do another"
--
Another God floated by our table
The God of Cars, maybe
Covered with grease too thick to scratch
Smiling like pure gravy
We heard a traffic wreck outside
That God's been too lazy
--
The Love Goddess had almond biscotti
With her Kona roast
She looked in my face, pinched my ear, said
"You're cleaner than most"
I swigged my double cappucino
Asked her 'bout the Holy Ghost
--
"Wrong mythos" she laughed, "I don't do threesomes"
"Well, not usually"
"But for you, sure, yeah, of course"
"Today I'm feeling silly"
"I feel hot - I must've had"
"Too many Holy Chili's"
--
The Love Goddess was spiced, I was spiced
It was nice, nice
The God of N-Space worked us all into
Some cool geometries
That kind of love doesn't always happen
Here in Venice
--
I run into Gods in beachfront bistros
That's where they gather
Gods of Books and Butterflies
And Beta-Testing and Blather
Some drive you into holy frenzy
Some just into a lather
THE OCEAN, THE MONSTER (glam) Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999 *
Lost in the ocean of your appetite
spend one more night
spend one more day.
I'm not the monster in your consciousness
give me one more kiss
and I'll fade away.
Night is frozen blue
drifting back to you.
--
Lost in a crystalline kaleidoscope
with a little hope
and a fading kiss.
I'm not the monster in your fantasy
spin the world to see
and I'll show you this.
Hiding in the dark
hiding in my heart.
--
{left side: slow chant} {right side: moderate recitation}
Taste / the / fires "an occasional stranger looks in your eyes,
Touch / the / stars sees what's behind, smiles and walks by
Feel / the / fear while you measure the shape of your dreams,
Feel / me / near your dreams, your dreams, your dreams..."
--
(instrumental break)
--
Lost in the wonder of your consciousness
give me one more kiss
'til the end of time.
I'm not the monster in your Disneyland
not a holy man
not an unsolved crime.
Drowning in your dreams
drowning in your dreams.
THE HIVE-MIND (waltz) Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999
I am one with the hive-mind
The hive-mind is one with me
I-am-he as you-are-she as you-are-me
We're one big happy family
My thoughts are your thoughts are our thoughts
We think it all through and through
My hopes are her hopes are their hopes
I hope for what's best for you
--
I am one with the hive-mind
We're all the best that we've got
I don't care for other hive-minds
They're such a dissimilar lot
We'll root out and kill other hive-minds
Or they'll do the same to us
Or maybe we'll do a big mind-merge
And think bigger thoughts - that's a plus
--
[inst break]
--
Our hive-mind will live forever
Engulfing the whole universe
You'd better submit to our hive-mind
Your other choices are worse
HEAT-DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE (fast) Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999 *
(12-string guitar: low note of low E,A,E pairs are
tuned down a whole tone, to DE,GA,DE for effect)
[guitar figure 1]
--
The heat-death of the universe
is happening tomorrow
Ev'ry proton evaporates
We're drenched in cosmic sorrow
The heat-death of the universe
Inexorable, implacable
So run in circles, scream and pray
Do something that's untaxable
--
[guitar figure 2]
--
The heat-death of the universe
no light, no time, no sex
The trump of doom, an empty room
No graphics and no text
The heat-death of the universe
sooner than you thought
Light up, drink down, get focked, leave town
That's all the time you've got
--
[guitar figure 1]
NEW WORLDVIEW ORDER Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999
In Fast Eddy's Probabilistic Garage
The tranny might've been lubed, or maybe not
The carb might be running lean, or hot
You're never quite sure of what you bought
In Fast Eddy's Probabilistic Garage
--
At Seattle Slim's Quantum Espresso Bar
The latte's come in clumps, or not at all
The customers are bungee-ing up the wall
The collapsing wave function breaks their fall
At Seattle Slim's Quantum Espresso Bar
--
In Luigi's Relativistic Pizza Shack
The pepperoni moves faster than light
Phone orders are delivered the previous night
The Big-Bang Theory provoked another fight
In Luigi's Relativistic Pizza Shack
--
At Zola's New Age Veterinary Clinic
They'll Rolf your Rottweiler while you wait
Get your Persian's chakras tuned before it's too late
Every predator dines from the tofu plate
At Zola's New Age Veterinary Clinic
TRUTHS TO RENT Blue Lakes CA 29 July 1999
Real answers don't come from books on a shelf
(Hypothesize, experiment, revise and try again)
The universe is a computer, computing itself
(An algorithm is just a form of recurring pain)
Truths to rent, truths to borrow
--
Everything you know is probably wrong
(Everything's improbable but things happen anyway)
No fiction is worth a thousand songs
(Every path leads somewhere - pick another way)
Truths to rent, truths to borrow
--
Interchangable parts don't, interchangable words won't
(Take care of your star ot it'll go soft and icky)
A knife's worth diddly-squat 'til it's been honed
(No problem is so simple that it can't be made too tricky)
Truths to rent, truths to borrow
ANOTHER WEREWOLF IN THE PARK has moved here
WE SPIN THE FUTURE (techno) Boca Spring CA 31 July 1999
We spin the years (faster, faster)
No fears, no jeers (faster, faster)
Millenium madness is just a game
Count-down the centuries, all the same
Implant more numbers in our names
We spin the future (faster, faster)
We spin the future (faster, faster)
--
The webs are wound (tighter, tighter)
We touch the ground (tighter, tighter)
Religion's just another game
Take'em apart, they're all the same
Power and money in somebody's name
We fall down new paths (tighter, tighter)
We spin the future (faster, faster)
--
Loosen up
Slow down
Cool off
[repeated]
--
The flames are burning (higher, higher)
The years are turning (higher, higher)
The math is getting more upsetting
Where went all the time you're betting?
So whose blood are you letting?
Something's returning (higher, higher)
We spin the future (faster, faster)
MY ZIP-HEAD FRIENDS Boca Spring CA 31 July 1999
[hmmm, the lyrics seem to have disappeared
-- I'd better check my notes]
THE MERCEDES WALK (bouncing) California & Alaska 1999 *
She's got the Mercedes walk
She's got the arbitrage smile
She talks the MicroSoft talk
She walks the webmaster mile
She's got a nose ring
and a Goth thing
She's got the Mercedes walk
--
She's got the eyes of a saint
She isn't Madelaine, no
She's weaving up in the braid
She's sliding into the flow
Her past is doubled
Her future bubbles
She's got the Mercedes walk
--
(vast honking chaos)
--
Does your chemical heart sing?
Your metaphysical ears ring?
Your philosophical gut thrash?
Your prototypical brain crash?
She's got the answer
She's still a dancer
She's got the Mercedes walk
YOUR GODZ GODZ Chena Hot Spring, Alaska 5 October 1999
Do you love your gods? Do your gods love you?
Tell me, can they love you / as much as you do?
--
Do you live with your gods? Do you gods live with you?
Can they stand the stink? Tell me, can you?
--
Have you killed your gods? Have your gods killed you?
Can you kill each other / as fast as they do?
--
Do you dance with your gods? Do your gods dance with you?
Do they stomp all over you? Tell me, what do you do?
--
Have you named your gods? Have your gods named you?
Do they give a shit? Tell me, do you?
--
How many gods are enough? How many gods are too many?
Do you need any gods? Really, any?
--
Have you focked your gods? Have your gods focked with you?
Did they make you what you are? Tell me, did you?
DOGZOLOGY FLYING (churchly) over Gulf Of Alaska 10 October 1999 *
Praise... Dachshunds and Weimereiners
Praise... every Golden Retriever
Praise... Malamutes and Pit Bulls and Spitz'
Praise... every beast that barks and shits!
Hot... Dog...
OBLIVION EXPRESS FLYING over Gulf of Alaska 10 October 1999
(after passages in CENTURY'S END by Hillel Schwartz)
A saffron sun and a solar eclipse
Bathe the earth in a sapphire mist
Turn men's faces pale as gangrene
Breaking the order of passing seasons
Breaking the sway of nature's laws
Which previously ruled the world
Now relapsing into primordial chaos
Into the abyss we are hurled
The Oblivion Express don't stop here
--
All ritual time, the mythic time,
Isn't distinctly other time
But a simultaneously different time
Like wintertime and ginger wind
The Oblivion Express don't stop here
--
Are ages fixed or chaotic, cold or hot?
Is you discontinuous, or is you not?
Is the scehedule of oblivion all you got?
How many Fausts have you sold and bought?
The Oblivion Express don't stop here
--
Do you keep a calendar of the dead?
Do two crescent moons rise over your shoulder?
Do you know the way to a Holy City?
Has your crisis gone a bit too far?
But chaos is only energetic order
Big-bang pomegranites dissolving
The bastard crusaders always make their kill
While nameless martyrs cry and sing...
The Oblivion Express don't stop here
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