Is there nothing left to be said, for the tired voice of reason? Haunting tune and fast rewind, she sings a daunting song.
Is there nothing left unsaid, by the haggard voice of panic? I know her as I know so many, she speaks truth like knives.
The word is lost and so is the cause, and I know those voices well. They will speak when all else is silent.
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About quantumphysica
My name is QuantumPhysica The Insane, but you can call me QP. I am insane, admitted to a mental hospital in Belgium, and waiting for a decent diagnosis at the moment. Once I was a physics student with goals in life and what more; now I'm simply the patient of Room 93.
Ever wondered what life is like in the psychiatric ward? I'll tell you everything you ever wanted to know...
I am... particularly twitchy of personality. But I also am genuinely interested in everything. There is nothing that doesn't interest me, really. Everything, from quantum computers to fashion and cars to traveling...
I also give advice. On anything. No taboos whatsoever.
And I make lists of things...
Is there nothing left to be said, for the tired voice of reason? Haunting tune and fast rewind, she sings a daunting song.
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