About

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My name is Marc Velazquez. Around my apartment, I’m known as Black Jeezus. Elsewhere, I’m known by a number of nicknames, including Sheriff, Marky Marc, Doctor Rophunknik, Johnny Swampnuts, and others too embarrassing to name. I’m a skeptic.

Are you?

I doubt it..

I’m also a writer of comedic fiction and sci-fi, a drummer since age 13, and a daytime Calculus instructor with a mean Michael McDonald impression in his arsenal of tricks.

flipthefinger AT me.com

4 thoughts on “About

  1. Hello,

    I came across your blog through Atheist Blogroll.

    The reason why I am contacting you is because I directed a web TV series that I think an open minded person like yourself might be interested called ‘Marty and Doug’s New Religion’. It’s a comedy about two slackers that start a religion in their apartment for selfish reasons. Please stop by the site to check it out when you have a moment, http://www.MartyAndDougsNewReligion.com.

    Thanks,
    Dan Kowalski
    Director

  2. I’ve realized I want to be a writer. Well technically I’m already always writing but I mean it for real this time. But I’m beginning to realize that in order for me to do this, I have to lose my mind. I have to completely deconstruct all the walls I spent years building; those walls that separate fiction from reality. In order for me to write, my characters have to become three-dimensional flesh and blood; they must live inside and outside of me. I have to become omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient in their lives. And then the deconstruction begins. But I’m in luck because what took years to build only takes a while to destroy. And in order to create, I must first destroy. This beautiful creation I will soon create will be more beautiful than the ghastly barricade I forced myself to compose. It’s almost like a vision, I can see it in my mind. Eager to be destroyed, the very essence of my mind begins to fade away. I don’t know why I’m telling you this. But I feel like I should.

  3. We tend to look for patterns because that’s what all humans do to try and make sense of things. In hope of some divine order. And you look at movies and songs and the things that you read for symbols, points, and swirls that match your own. And you constantly look for signs and when they’re given to you, you call it a coincidence. But there are no coincidences. But really all we want, and I speak for the entire human race here, is contact. Someone to let us know that we aren’t alone. That the world isn’t a dream and that you and I are really happening at the same time, even if it’s not in the same place. That this is real. You’re really there. I’m really here. Were real. This is real.

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