Recently, I’ve been grapling with the idea of being a god, or being godlike in my humanity.  Not that I fancy myself a god, but more what i would do with godlike powers, but retaining my humanity. Humanity in this sence meaning my human nature, the possible but unlikely death, my friends relationships and mental prowess. Also keeping all the guilt, anger, jealousy, memories of being alive and human. Think of it like a superman paradox, not the part about staying undiscovered, but the part where he has the power do destroy on a massive scale but he chooses not to.

Of course if your familiar with the mythology of superman, you know he was raised by a nice farm-operating couple who instilled in him a strong set of morals, and beleifs of protecting the innocent and ect ect.  Im getting off topic with this superman anaology, but what if one day, you were given the opprotunity to become Death, the grim reaper, but the catch being that you remain human, feel feelings, know greif, remorse, joy, and excitation. But couldnt die. you just wouldnt die, and would take souls at will to the underworld. You would physicaly be killing them though, if someone died by being hit by a car you would be the one to push them into traffic, you would be the one behind the scenes stabbing the innocent mother as shes being robbed in a dark alley with her children watching. You would be the one eating away at the brain of a cancer patient as he lay helpless on a hospital bed.  You would also, though, be the one who beats the robber senceless when he trys to short his dealer, or painfully bursts the heart out of the man who has just gotten away with drunk driving and killing 2 children and thier mother.

You would be the giver and the taker.

You would have to take the lives of your loved ones and family one day, but also have the ability to right wrongs to the extent of YOUR beleifs.  Imagine there was a quota to keep, so you couldnt one day kill no people. People have to die, and if you dont do it someone else will and if you want to keep your job, you have to kill.

To me, this ability carries a heavy price,

One Response to “convoluted convalecence and other multi-sylaball words”

  1. Pett Says:

    Hi there,
    everything dynamic and very positively

    Have a nice day
    Pett

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