Chaotic Tidal Impulse Disrupter Flare-ups

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  • Coulomb Repulsion (A Dim Brane Summer Sketch)

    She’ll start by kickin’ out of her shoes Lose an earring in her drink Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall Drop a contact down the sink Them pantyhose ain’t gonna last too long If the DJ puts Bon Jovi on She might come home in a tablecloth a, tequila makes her clothes fall off She can handle any Champagne brunch Bridal shower with Barcadi punch Jello shooters full of Smirnoff But tequila makes her clothes fall off.

    - Joe Nichols
  • Cryptochromic Photolyasic Axons I/V

    Oh, Blue Jean – is heaven any sweeter than Blue Jean She got a police bike She got a turned up nose Sometimes I feel like (Oh, the whole human race) Jazzin’ for Blue Jean (Oh, and when my Blue Jean’s blue) Blue Jean can send me (Oh, somebody send me) Somebody send me (Oh, somebody send me) One day I’m gonna write a poem in a letter One day I’m gonna get that faculty together Remember that everybody has to wait in line Blue Jean-look out world you know I’ve got mine She got Latin roots She got everything.

    - Blue Jean, David Bowie
  • Vorbewussteins Wahrnehmungen (preconscious perceptions)

    It’s the stuff we think we know That stops us all from learning It’s the wood that needs to grow That keeps your fires burning You can educate a fool You can wrap him up in learning You can read him all rules But you can never make him think.

    - Instant Radical Change Of Perception, UB40
  • Higher-Order Magnetocrystalline Maithuna

    Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back An’ I’m so pilled up that I rattle I have got the sharpeest knife, so I cut the biggest slice But I have no time to do battle Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this Brand new beat This here music mash up the nation This here music cause a sensation Tell your ma, tell your pa everything’s gonna be all right Can’t you feel it? Don’t ignore it Gonna be Arl-right.

    - Revolution Rock, The Clash
  • Diffuse Orbital Firmament 2s

    Looks like nothing’s gonna change Everything still remains the same I can’t do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I’ll remain the same, listen Sittin’ here resting my bones And this loneliness won’t leave me alone, listen Two thousand miles I roam to make this dock my home, now.

    - (Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay, Otis Redding
  • Atmospheric Orbital Cloud 2pz

    I’ll drive a million miles To be with you tonight So if you’re feeling low Turn up your radio The words we use are strong They make reality But now the music’s on Oh, baby, dance with me, yeah Rip it up, move down Rip it up, move it down to the ground Rip it up, cool down Rip it up, don’t hang me on the borderline.

    - Everybody Have Fun Tonight, Wang Chung
  • 4Pi Firewall Deficit Angle Unitarity # (2)

    Ten Signatures of Quantum SpaceTime Subatomics (group II)

    - Now I believe in what you say Is the undisputed truth But I have to have things my own way To keep me in my youth Like a ship without an anchor Like a slave without a chain Just the thought of those sweet ladies Sends a shiver through my veins And I will go on shining Shining like brand new I'll never look behind me My troubles will be few. Goodbye Stranger, Supertramp
  • Six Signatures of Quantum SpaceTime Subatomics I of VI

    Uh, get it Feel the funk y’all Let it flow Get down with the Boogie I’m talkin’ about the Jungle Boogie Get down Get down with the Boogie say Get down say Get down say ‘Till ya feel it Get down Get up ya’ll With the get down.

    - Jungle Boogie, Kool and the Gang
  • Intrinsic Curvature

    Sometimes the world has a load of questions Seems like the world knows nothing at all The world is near but it’s out of reach Some people touch it…but they can’t hold on.

    - The Great Curve, Talking Heads
  • Retrocausality (Particle Footprints. Signatures of Quantum SpaceTime Subatomics)

    I can’t seem to face up to the facts I’m tense and nervous and I Can’t relax I can’t sleep ’cause my bed’s on fire Don’t touch me I’m a real live wire.

    - Psycho Killer, Talking Heads