This is for the outsider--as in outsider art--philosophers among us, the people who dream about science fiction and time travel. The people whose brains churn with crazy (not in a DSM sense) cogitations, the kinds of deep thoughts it's hard to talk about in normal conversation. The kinds of people who during office meetings are really thinking about quantum tunneling, chaos theory, spectography, and what dark matter may actually be.
edit: I once wrote a paper as a child in which, following scientific theory development guidelines, I came to the conclusion I could not disprove that I was a disembodied brain in a jar. Scared the crap out of me.