Diary of a Super Being

I am not super just a mere mortal. At least that's what I tell myself.

I prefer to remain silent about my strange abilities. And spend my time observing the world and doing good deeds when possible. But I don't want to draw too much attention to myself or my way of life. It's regrettable that I have to hide my identity, even from myself sometimes. Pretending that there's nothing special or other-wordly about me. After all I'm human, at least that's what I am now. And humanity has a way of lifting up it's heroes only to bring them crashing down again.

People may think heroes are all beautiful and glamourous, with colorful costumes and great bodies. But we come in various forms and abilities. And we have lives, doubts, and struggles that our powers may or may not be able to overcome. We are real, not fictions and icons.

Wish you could know what it's like. Wondering what people would say and do if they really knew who I was. Sometimes I have dreams and nightmares of being discovered. And I see people tearing the flesh from my bones as they try to get at my powers. Other times I dream that I'm saving the world amidst fanfare and praise. It's a continuing question of what would happen. Would the world be kind to a super being like me?

I've seen what society does to others who are unique. It's not pretty. And I prefer not to be locked up in a nut house or studied in some government laboratory. People never stop coming to you once they find out. Always wanting to be rescued, healed and saved. It's never ending. Then there are those that want to tear you down. Just because they are afraid of your powers.

Do you really really want to know what I'm capable of?
It would blow your mind! And cause you to question the fabric of reality and life itself. Would you be frightened or amazed? I'm wondering.

For now I think it's just too risky to reveal too much about my awesome powers to you. But one day you'll see. And I just may be that anonymous stranger who miraculously saves your life.