Apologia Absurdum

Perpetual Motion Machine w/ Solar Lamp Attachment and Self-Writing Novel.

Perpetual Motion Machine w/ Solar Lamp Attachment and Self-Writing Novel.

There is a method to my madness. I write what I do to try to show a part of the world I truly believe in, a part of human existence that doesn’t often get a spotlight, and some will say doesn’t exist.

I grew up with the word ‘CAN’T‘. You can’t do this, can’t do that, that can’t happen, people can’t fly.

“BULLSHIT!” I say, and I am glad I never listened. Sure I have run into some brick walls being defiant and proving to myself I can’t walk through walls, but I never let the ‘CAN’T‘s keep from trying or doing anything.

I believe this world, this reality, is a lot more magical than we usually give it credit for. This is why I write the weird things I do. To show possibilities, to show that there are miracles in this world.

I have done impossible things. I have seen things that shouldn’t exist. I believe in miracles and magic, and I think if everyone else believed it as well, we could move forward as a species.

So, look at my works as silly little tales about Spanish speaking cats who moonlight as copy-editors, ridicule me for the stories about talking furniture. But I am trying to show something real, I am trying to convey a truth that I cannot easily put into words.

This world is magic! If you believe it.

Sometimes the impossible is a lot more attainable than the highly improbable.

Only fifty years or so ago, it was improbable that we would ever find life on another planet, but it was impossible for man to walk on the moon.

Was…

We still haven’t found life elsewhere, but we have all seen Neil’s footprint in the regolith.

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