Enough Madness? Enough? And How Do You

We've Always Known We'd Eventually Be Called Upon To Open Our Shirts And Save The Day, And The Superhero Was A Crude, Hopeful Attempt To Talk About How We All Might Feel On That Day Of Great Power, And Great Responsibility.

In The World Of The Superheroes, Everything Had Value, Potential, Mystery. Any Person, Thing, Or Object Could Be Drafted Into Service In The Struggle Against Darkness And Evil - Remade As A Weapon Or A Warrior Or A Superhero. Even A Little Bee Named Michael - After God's Own Avenging Angel - Could Pitch In To Win The Battle Against Wickedness.

It Surprises Me Constantly That My Sometimes-unorthodox Approach Has Such A Large Following, But I'm Very Grateful To My Readers For Allowing Me To Continue Writing 10 Or 12 Hours A Day.

I Am Happy”. They Understood What We English People Have Long Forgot. We're Not Our Sadness. We're Not Our Happiness Or Our Pain But Our Language Hypnotizes Us And Traps Us In Little Labelled Boxes ()

Stop Being Frightened. You Only See A Monster Because They Want You To See Monsters Everywhere. They've Conditioned You To Look For Monsters In Every Shadow, Every Coat Hung On Every Door. As Long As We Keep Seeing Monsters, We'll Continue To Need Protection And That's How Other People Get To Control Our Lives.