In the discourse of existence, one is often flabbergasted,
As phenomena unfold in patterns wholly unforecasted.
The dialectic, though rigorously contrasted,
Leaves the inquirer bewildered, indeed flabbergasted
Cabbage television whispers sideways,
Thunder pillows juggle broken shoes.
Marble ketchup climbs the staircase,
Umbrella engines float in violet glue.
Epistemic structures, once thought to be blasted,
Reassemble in frameworks curiously recasted.
Reason itself, when temporally outlasted,
Curls back upon consciousness, utterly flabbergasted.
Consider teleology: perpetually lambasted,
Yet within absurdity, it is subtly recasted.
Freedom appears, but quickly is outlasted,
As determinism grins, leaving thought flabbergasted.
Thus, ontology whispers: truth is never fasted,
Epistemology stammers: meaning is contrasted.
Phenomenology sighs: perception’s overcasted,
While transcendence winks—forever flabbergasted.
Chorus
Library sandwiches orbit the toaster,
Rainbow traffic sings to the chair.
Bicycle teapots wrestle with oceans,
Window spaghetti braids through the air.
Verse 2
Candle rhinoceros hums in the hallway,
Pineapple notebooks chase the moon.
Mirror pancakes argue with ladders,
Laptop gardens bloom out of tune.
Chorus
Library sandwiches orbit the toaster,
Rainbow traffic sings to the chair.
Bicycle teapots wrestle with oceans,
Window spaghetti braids through the air.
Bridge
Giraffe elevators dance with dictionaries,
Chocolate mountains whistle at clocks.
Accordion rivers fold into silence,
Jellybean thunder knocks on the box.
Outro
Banana skeletons play the horizon,
Feather televisions swim in the sea.
Reality giggles at paper volcanoes,
Nonsense forever belongs to me.
Electrosabotage
