In every generation there are those that through no effort of their own rise to the top of intelligence and creativity. Then there are those that work like hell to scratch and claw one single brilliant and original thought from their stubborn mind. These are the musings of the latter type.
It has been a long time since I heard this track, but I was reminded of it today and so I found a tool lyrics page and looked it up. I remember the first time I heard this... I was in high school, and I used to go to sleep with headphones on listening to a CD. The CD was Undertow by Tool, and as you may or may not know, track 69 is a "hidden" track on the disc. So the last song plays then silence for a while... then this song startles me back awake just as I began to drift off to sleep. As I listened it became one of my favorites.
Below is the first part of the track, copied from: http://toolshed.down.net/lyrics/undertowmaster.html
"And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own Midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear.…
The earth has been spinning on it's axis for as long as I can remember... (3 decades).
Things have been becoming what they are for millions of years.
Yet, when the asteroid hits, they will say it happened today.
To that I will laugh, and say, You short sighted fools, it happened at the big bang, you just now noticed it. Is there choice or has it all been evolving from the rules of the universe since the rules began.
I look to the people with short sighted natures, who like to believe that they have some great cosmic role to play. I look to them to enhance my illusion. I want to believe they are right.
But here I am, on this crazy hunk of fermions, zinging through space, on a course that only the rules know. Finding myself responsible for my effects.
What a joke, the cosmic joke, you don't even know the process for digesting your own food, yet you are supposed to be responsible for your actions. You are a monkey... blind to the truth of the universe and acting like you kno…