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I am a dragon. Here, I emerge from my egg
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LGThis user's alignment is Lawful Good: the "Crusader."

To speak to another with consideration, to appear before him with decency and humility, is to honour him; as signs of fear to offend. To speak to him rashly, to do anything before him obscenely, slovenly, impudently is to dishonour. Leviathan, X.

I spend most of my wiki-time on Global warming and related matters. But I also wrote most of Leviathan. Now I'm reading Locke :-)

I'm part of WP:100. I live in Coton and work at the British Antarctic Survey as a Climate modeller. I grew up in Berkhamsted. In a former life I was a mathematician at SEH. My username is my real name. I know that's a bit boring; sometimes I wonder what username I would have chosen. Perhaps Sakata, though that's another life... Sometimes people are nice about me.


I don't make Nature often, so I'll trumpet this, even if its only the blog.

Feare of power invisible, feigned by the mind, or imagined from tales publicly allowed, RELIGION; not allowed, SUPERSTITION. And when the power imagined is truly such as we imagine, TRUE RELIGION. Leviathan, ch VI

Into the distance disappear the mounds of human heads.
I dwindle - go unnoticed now.
But in affectionate books, in childrens' games,
I will arise to say: the sun!

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