Here’s the weird thing about me: I absolutely have no belief whatsoever in ghosts, monsters, aliens, psychic powers – none of that. I also don’t believe too much in theoretical physics (hint: the word “theoretical” is why). No, I can honestly say I’m a pragmatist at heart. This doesn’t mean to say I’m somehow better or smarter than people who believe in things I don’t. I fully acknowledge that pragmatism itself is a kind of belief structure – I want the facts spoon fed to me by people who have them. What’s weird about that, you wonder? Well, I happen to love all that other stuff. My brain is wired to enjoy all these things, but more than that, I am wired to seek out the stories of people who claim to have experienced unusual phenomena. Which is why I watched the “aliens are real” documentary, Unacknowledged.
AT THE FOOTHILLS OF MADNESS 