Lord Buckley was a vaudevillian, comedian, and stand-up philosopher.
I went out looking for God the other day and I – I couldn’t pin him. So, I figured that if I couldn’t find him I’d look for his stash. His great lake of love that holds the whole world in gear. And when I finally found it I had the great pleasure of finding that people were the guardians of it. Dig that.
So, with my two times two is four I figure that if people were guarding the stash of love known as God then when people swing in beauty they become little gods and goddesses. And I know a couple of them myself personally. I know you do too.
I like to worship something I can see; something I can get my hands on; get my brains on. I don’t know about that Jehovah cat, I can’t reach him. I don’t know, I’m - seem like every time I find myself in a bind I always - nothing mystic came to help me, some man or some woman stepped up there and said, “We’ll help you, we’ll do this, we’ll do that…”
I think that people should worship people, I really do. I really do.