I write serialized / episodic genetic engineering science fiction and futuristic dystopian sci-fi novels that most people are not prepared to understand.

My novels expose how our technological prowess is vastly outpacing our societal progress.

We tend to believe in our mystical primacy in the universe, thinking that if we mess up badly, the big guy/gal - or perhaps benevolent aliens - will save us from ourselves.

However, nothing supernatural is likely absolve us from our comfortable ignorance, fear, and entitlement. Earth's history lists thousands of species come and gone, and nothing says we can't join that list. 

Have you pondered why we humans don't agree on a single thing - not even a solitary, common wish to extend our time on Earth? As just another species on the planet, we can do better than this...