From Captain Scarlet, to Captain Black, to The Lost Angel.

From Captain Scarlet, to Captain Black, to The Lost Angel. They called it "retrometabolism", the power that they possess of partial control over matter, and using this power of "reversing matter" to rebuild themselves, their bodies, their reality as facsimiles in any which way they desired. So, if they lose an arm or other limb, they could regrow it. If their blood poured out of a gush in their bodies, in their arteries, it would regenerate immediately, the precious red life liquid with new white and red cells to bring back the needed life-liquid. How wonderful it must be! How great it may feel to know no limits, to exist as an ever-soring entity, as a lung that is always inhaling and growing!! How much and how easily can one face every aspect of life having the certainty that there will be nothing that would fully and completely hurt us, no negative consequence that would signify our pain and our demise!?! In this reality there is no pain, only slight discomfort, and more importantly, no real worries. How would the world look to you under these parameters? What would you do, if you could live this way? What would be your life about?? ….Your quest, your purpose…? How much danger would you mind facing if you knew that nothing really could kill you?? You can probably be a hero….or a Superhero, “Superyou”!!! You could throw yourself under a train to save a baby, a woman, and old man, knowing that you are not really in any real danger. It would be awesome!! The world would continue this way for ever. Wow…How Happy you could be!!! But one day after you saved your 148th victim, and after you have tried all the righteous and self-righteous and glorifying experiences, you started to feel strange. This uncomfortable feeling started slowly to gain control of your stomach, your esophagus, your throat. You could not identify the cause or understand the reason, and more importantly, you could not regenerate this feeling as you could regrow your limb. This was not under your control. It was not covered by the laws of "retrometabolism". So would you do? What can anybody do?? The first thing would be perhaps to start to worry slightly and try to better understand this feeling. But you cannot. It has been a while since you have no need to resort to worrying. It is almost out of your new understanding, your new indestructible reality. But quickly, like an ancestral bodily reflex, the worry and then the anguish start taking control over you. These feelings did resurrect to challenge your indestructible nature. A bit confused, a bit shaken, you now regain your control. You think to yourself: “It is only a feeling. It is all OK. I am still indestructible” Your next step then is to concentrate on your present. “Yes, stay present, that is the solution, insn’t it?!” You survey your life. You see how many great things are there, how the world is all there just for you. You are immortal. You will always be!! This was no news for you, and you always thought this was just the greatest thing that any human can wish for. To exist and transcend the hours, the days the years, (the centuries??!!) Presented with this thought now at this particular time when you are being tormented by this same immortality, which we all desire, which we all have all craved since the birth of the first mortal individual, whoever the terrestrial ADAM was!! Well, now immortality is no longer a vehicle of freedom for you, but a prison. You are condemned to “perpetual life”, a real “life sentence”. You see the seasons pass, the leaves get born, become green and thrive, become brown and die, falling back to earth, to source, (The mother of life!!??). You’ve seen your family pass, your friends depart this realm, their mass is now back to dust. And there you stand, “Superyou”, no cape or spandex custom, no mask, no shield, no covering of any form is necessary any longer. You are standing there the way you were made and remade by the “retrometabolic God” who needed company, a pal, a friend with whom to talk, to share this power, this feeling, this responsibility. He did not want to go through this alone. You now understand it. It is all now very clear. You are nothing but a system, you are still a creation, not a creator, created simply to be a companion to that same God who must have felt lonely one day and said “What the fuck, let me make this guy retrometabolic”. You now see it. You are now pissed off. You will now rebel. Why do you need to be a hero, a superhero? Why do you need to save people, especially if that Creator keeps putting them in harm’s way?! No, you will now be just the opposite. You will use your powers to fight this God. You will go against his wishes. You will make and prove your point. What is he going to do? You are immortal, like him. He made you this way. Watch out world!! This is the new me. If you see me, you’d better get out of my way, or you will pay the consequences for my wrath. Go on complaining about your poor little lives full of challenges and pain. You cannot even fathom what real pain is, and what is more, you don’t know how that pain feels knowing that is eternally attached to you…. (Guess my name!!!) ACD 10/20/22