Some fun from a noob

This strange creature is gonna eatcha, spit you back out only in a last ditch effort to teach ya..  
 
It's not about what you know or how you know it, it's about disassembling and re-constructing the dots in a way that's poetic..  
 
Whether it be Cartesian in complexity, looping through the streams of knowing enough to divine a deity unable to pull the wool over your eyes disproving it is almighty,  
 
Or enlightened in its deep simplicity,  
 
Maybe lost in romance,  
or mad rapping in a trance--  
dancing through worlds of lunacy with a pedigree so fine it must have been tuned by a lobotomy of the maddest of surreal scientists with the learned stoic-ness of a dead locust.  
 
Feel it and murder it with love-- like lightning once zapped that bug--  
Now it's flying around buzzing with a spark in its heart most noticeable through the darkest of darks.  
 
I must digress, however, and bite my tongue to confess I only lit you up this time to blow you out..see...  
 
No one wins in a battle, it's like feeding the cattle and then ringing the dinner bell before hell's damnation can tell ya what it was for...  
 
Honor among thieves is like envy among poets, it's a phantom in the shadows of Goethe's wet dream streaming across live TV  
 
You don't want to explicitly show it but it's the genius that lies under the guise of these words we're intelligibly transcribing through such verbiage high on courage  
 
Oh wait, back to the battle, the scramble, I'll just let you run over yourselves over easy, cuz that's how this battle will conclude,  
just like murdering the above paradoxes would be rude.  
 
I'll let you sort it.  
 
Don't get lost in infinitude.