For roughly seventy-six hours, I went without R.E.M. sleep. I am only now starting to recover from it. In the middle of that time…
I was once told that a bumblebee defies the laws of physics every time it flies. As I understood it, science could not explain how the clumsy looking bumblebee manages to get itself off the ground and maneuver through the air. Then I looked it up myself and found out that this was an outdated notion and that its wings simply work in a way that seems to be uniquely suited to overcome its poor aerodynamics. I was glad to get the straight scoop but it was almost disappointing to find out that the hairy little bee had not somehow managed to overcome science through willpower. Even the logical mind wants to hear something illogical every so often. I would even go so far as to suggest that most people probably believe in some form of magic.
Being superstitious gives you something to help you cope with a difficult situation or that little extra bit of control you need when you feel helpless. Shouting at the television set during the big game makes you an active participant because, if you thought it wouldn’t magically make a difference, then you wouldn’t be doing it in the first place. Religion is a form of magic and so is luck. In fact, you probably can’t even walk down the street without stepping in a big steaming pile of magic.
Imagination is my favorite type of magic and the only form that I possess. I love that it has unlimited applications and can quickly be transformed into something easily allocated to others. Invention is simply the hybridization of imagination and science. There were people envisioning futuristic wonderlands long before the modern world and, like it or not, somebody once thought, “I really would like to set a person on fire without walking over to them.” before they invented the flamethrower.
I just like the “what if” factor that comes along with fancy. I can use it in conjunction with memory to help me remember something special or I can apply it to the future so that I might make grand plans. It is important to me that I can use my creative powers to help me enhance my daily life and the lives of others. Although, it can occasionally run away with me to some strange places…
Symptoms of sleep deprivation include cognitive impairment, memory lapses, impaired moral judgement, hallucinations, increased heart rate variability, tremors, body aches, impaired immune system and decreased body temperature. I’ve also noticed it can include hanging out in weird places exceptionally late at night.
You Monsters Are People. 
No doubt. If I didn’t think science was magical, I wouldn’t spend hours of my time hunting for the mind-blowing information it can offer. I suppose I was trying to justify all of the very illogical and unscientific bits of life more than anything else.
Science is the magic behind magic, but I’ll save that mental journey for another post.
Thank you for the excellent comment and addressing something that I had inadvertently glossed over.
My magic of choice would have to be the domain of the mind. Concepts, ideas, thoughts – all nonphysical, yet all existing. Say to someone that there is something you cannot touch or see directly, yet it is real and the results of it are seen and felt constantly, and he or she will regard you as the type to wear bathrobes with a fake beard and wand. Yet, here we are, communicating our ideas: the things inside our creations and our heads that can never be held apart from them.
All in all, a mighty fine post, sir.
All and all, a mighty fine comment!
Perhaps you should think about writing eloquent comments professionally.
I would, but there’s not much money in that field outside of soul-devouring political punditry. The rest has been outsourced to Indian robots.
I love your blog updates. :) Even when I was younger I saw scary things in clouds, hahaha. It hasn’t changed. My friends saw butterflies, hearts…I saw bats, monsters. It’s grand.
Thank you. I like yours too.
…hmm… I think we should keep an eye on each other.
ha! love it. clouds is zombies.
Posky ~
I enjoyed this post. Wonderful, weird, and WISE!
Write on!
I love the style of your blog. I’ll definitely keep reading. :)
-Alessandra
Excellent.
To be honest I kind of have to agree with the fact that it’s slightly disappointing to read that the bumblebee has not magically defied the laws of physics.
Your blog is excellent, your style of writing is very entertaining and I’ll be sure to follow up on further posts
I admire the illustrations.
I didn’t learn to swim until I was 24 (now 27). I have trust issues with physics. It’s also the reason I don’t play dodge ball or bungee jump.
Someday, I tell myself. Someday.
D.
Lol this is such a cool post.
Warped trains of thought are the best. lol
And, sometimes, the only.
You a hilarious, insightful, and a talented writer. Thoroughly enjoyed this article. I’m currently at around 46 hours of sleep deprivation so stumbling upon this blog was a joy. The black and white artwork is captivating and plants seeds in my own imagination.
Up for 46 hours, eh? That might explain why you think I am insightful and talented.
Thank you for the complements. Come back soon and bring a friend. I’ll leave the light on for you.
I am addicted to your blog. I’ve had worse addictions.
Such great insight and writing.
Just wait until you start stealing car stereos so you can get your blog fix.
I vote for Delicious Secrets to the title of your next blog!
Finally, I think this explains my mother’s cat. Just great.
I’m enjoying your art. The guy looking up at clouds reminds me of The Little Prince, by St. Exupery.
That’s me but I wouldn’t consider myself a little prince.
I’ll have to check out St. Exupery because I am unfamiliar.
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