In a land far, far away, where faeries die, and children play, there was Pgnut, Twizzle, AD, T’Challa, better known as Minamina Goodsong. After space traveling for many years, across light years and galaxies, they came across the transcendental game of Zen.

You might find it a little silly — a record derived from a mythical space-odyssey resulting in the discovery of an interstellar gateway to transcendence and serene nothingness — you shouldn’t feel guilty, I found it very silly. The first few thoughts that crossed my mind aren’t publishable. Kid friendly: Just what the heck is this stuff?

It was more than a little difficult to latch on to immediately.

The longer I let the disc play, the less I began to care about meaning.

What I found on this sonic journey is an eclectic combination of jostling humor, witty lyrical backhands and serious pleas, the seriousness often veiled by the silly.

The sixth track, “Planet Moron,” is silliest. “Flush me you tidy-bowl bastard,” a whispering voice commands, followed by flushing.

As the whispers and gurgles continued, I realized I was ignoring the meaning I was looking for. This wasn’t simply the silliest track. It marked a turning point with a clever double entendre. Normally, devoting 36 seconds to a toilet’s call and response wouldn’t be considered a turning point, but The Transcendental Game of Zen had been abnormal since it began, and it was starting to affect me.

Track seven, “We Are” begins with the cartoon cats from Disney’s “Lady and the Tramp” singing: “we are Siamese, if you please...” followed by Pgnut’s question: “...it’s the sure shot shit, so what’s the deal?”

I understood Pgnut’s concern completely, “so what’s the deal?” It felt like interpreting a brick wall —plenty of texture, symmetrical lines, but no clear image. Then came “Growth” and “Retribution,” the most content-rich tracks on the album, where humor falls to the side in favor of the honest concerns of Minamina Goodsong. My panic was laid to rest. Golden minutes of words begging for interpretation streamed from my speakers.

Where the album fails to twist my brain into knots, it doesn’t fail to amuse it. Minamina Goodsong is witty and crafty, quick and good. They sample from across the board — anyone who can use Disney’s “Lady and the Tramp” in a hip-hop record deserves accolades — and deliver their well-chosen words with a live energy.

If you’re a fan of quick wit and like to hear artists have fun with their craft, it’s worth rolling the dice.