Rivers belong where they can ramble... Eagles belong where they can fly... I've got to be, where my spirit can run free... Got to find my corner of the sky... It is accomplished. Demented and sad but social. Rebel without a Clue Just another dancing fool... Divided we stand, Together we rise. There is no childhood's end. Tripping the Light Fantastic On the sacrificial altar to success I am Perlick. Hear me whinge! Frenzied Uncontrollable Raging Dementia I feel fine. Dead but fine. Space is warped. Me, too! Three monkeys. Ten minutes. If you're skating on thin ice, you might as well dance. Jammin' Childhood is short, and maturity is forever. Happiness is transitory. Only angst is forever Might as well, can't dance Blow it out your Hairdo, cause you work at Hardee's Ye Olde Generic Zsig You have to risk yourself in order to @b[live] Amusement is... Just a pawn in all of this... A Momentary Lapse of Reason The Dark Side of the Moon Life - a massive shared delusion Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead! God Bless Atheism! grblmumph Lameness triumphs again! I am ALL-POWERFUL......@small[kind of] You can keep my things, they've come to take me home On the Edge of Insanity On the Brink of Reality The Child is Grown, the Dream is Gone Comfortably Numb It's worse than that, it's physics, Jim Can you see the @b[real] me? I drift the social electric, the soci-eclectic What was it we were thinking of? As I run every red light on memory lane Image is @i[everything]. This does @b[not] give me warm fuzzies. They must have taken my marbles away... Emptiness begins to grow... Who cares about reality, anyway? God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh. - Voltaire 'Tis an ill wind that blows no minds. Political non-Euclidean We are as gods and might as well get good at it. Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world. Where Truth is relative, God elusive, and Man just an insignificant blob of cosmic spittle! Follow your bliss Jack the sound barrier. Bring the noise. Synthesist - Dilettante Department Drowning in the real Tilting at windmills... I will show you fear in a handful of dust. Go then, there are other worlds than these. I am but mortal, and mortals can only die. Study, study, and execute by shooting. Never ascribe to malice what can be ascribed to incompetence Like clubbing a seal to death with a foam cushion... Like unto the gods... But I still haven't found what I'm looking for... Not quite ready for the glue factory... Quantum Violin Strings Ahhh, that elusive copious free time 2 and 4 gigayear Bruzual-Charlot instantaneous-burst isochrone synthesis models I am not the only me I can have access to... All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy The Great and Secret Show Imminent Rueage Back off, man, I'm a scientist! When someone asks if you're a god, you say YES! Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair... For intense depiction of very bad weather All we need is some wheat! Madness, and then illumination. Grad school is the snooze button on the alarm clock of life The prison of self-imposed momentum