
Dedicated to my Notebook Brother.
Copyright 2013 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.
Artist | Title(s) |
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Masterplan | Novum Initium (Digipak Limited Edition) |
Stryper | No More Hell to Pay |
Celldweller | Soundtrack For The Voices In My Head Vol 03 Chapter 01 Zombie Killer (MP3 EP) Blackstar Act One: Purified Original Score (MP3 EP) |
Queensrÿche | Queensrÿche (Deluxe) |
James LaBrie | Impermanent Resonance (Digipak Limited Edition) |
Abnormal Thought Patterns | Manipulation Under Anesthesia |
Joe Satriani | Unstoppable Momentum |
Fates Warning | Darkness in a Different Light (Limited Edition) |
When a unicorn farts, does it smell like cotton candy? |
Q: How did we describe the shifts in emotional states before the advent of roller coasters? A: Pendulums. Tides. Spirits and superstitions. |
Q: What separates the defiant from the compliant? A: Tolerance. Complacency. Philosophy. Tenacity. Drive. Fear. Vision. |
Clever is relative. Clueless is universal. |
Gray Thursday. Black Friday. Cyber Monday. The marketeers and commercial elves (goblins?) are working overtime. The holiday season has become yellow and green, as in the yellow of greed and the green of money. Faith. Hope. Love. That's what it's all about—lest we forget and become consumed with consumption. |
Hashtag (#) — the new bulletin board. Who knew? ![]() Yea: #connectingpeopleplacesthingsonehashtagatatime Nay: #enoughwiththehashtagsalready |
"Marginal success," "partial success," or "a little success" is just a failure with a really good PR team. |
If your life is in constant need of a safety net, then you should reconsider your choice of activities and mental proclivities. |
Faith is not a fate, but a commitment. How you choose to live life determines your fate. |
How do you find the perfect shade of blue? Wait for your mood to sour and it fill find you. |
Leadership is spelled with an "I." |
Even the sea of tranquility gets a storm now and then. |
Terra forming is an arrogance of man.
Reshape to satisfy a vision (artistic or commercial matters not).
Fitting, then, that the earth reclaims man at the end: from dust to dust, the sequence goes unchanged.
Never say never, except to sin, stupidity, malice, and hate. |
Life is always "in flight," even when we're sleeping (and especially when we're dreaming). |
Cast a shadow only as long as you're willing to fall. |
Emotional refinement is like the weathering of stone on a shoreline — it takes time. |
A philosophy conceived in the myopia of anger, coiled in the vines of self-pity, and spewed from a geyser of hate, is nothing but a syringe of lies in search of veins—the veins of the willing; the vulnerable; the disenfranchised. |
There's a lot of wiggle room between "not now" and "never again." |
The sky is never falling, until it lands on your head. |
Temptation on the left. Resistance on the right. A choice that hangs between, And a prayer to see The Light. |
Hate is a welcome mat for the Devil. |
Looking for the clues of continuity, Even though their footprints and breadcrumbs, Vanish with the perception of the fleeting moment. |
We become our misery when our rainbows are painted in shades of gray. |
When there's nothing left to hold on to, hold on to your principles. |
To be courageous or to be incorrigible — the choice is up to you. |
To the casual observer, delirium looks a lot like optimism. |
Facts are cold. Faith is warm. People need both. |
May the penguin of complacency never waddle into your life. |
The heaviest hammer of them all is the hammer of reality. |
In knowledge we swim. In ignorance we drown. |
Hate is a quicksand of the heart. |
Love is a road to hate, if and only if you travel the road alone. |
When God gives you a wake-up call, you don't go back to sleep. |
The first casualty of war isn't the truth—it's the spirit. |
Love is a road to hate, when you: Harden your heart; Stop listening; Make every moment about "me" rather than "we." |
Truth should never be used as a battering ram. |
Ripeness — good for food, bad for people (especially for people in close quarters). |
"I only grow gray flowers," said Melancholy. "That is because you've forgotten how to smile," said Rainbow. The silence that followed became the chasm that divided them. |
Sentimental value has the best value. |
The heart of war beats in the bosom of man. And then drums across the Earth. |
Q: What are you giving up for Lent? A: Giving up things for Lent. |
The right thing to do — always easier said (or thought) than done. |
Brain dumps can either clarify or cloudify. |
No stone skips itself across a pond. |
The detritus of the mind can be reclaimed and transformed into something that transcends the sum of its parts. |
God doesn't keep secrets from the universe. God is the secret to the universe. |
Fragile — a word, a state, an edge. |