Anti-Man

The world was a gem to be cherished, a thing with so many facets that it could never be fully explored.

And there would be the stars.

I looked up. Although it was daylight, I could see the stars hiding in the sky. They could not hide any longer. They would be ours in a decade. The universe in a thousand years. Then… I was touched with a deep regret as I contemplated what would come after we had reached the limits of the universe. But I fought down any fear that started to rise. We were different now. When the universe was conquered, we would find other things to grasp and wrestle. Perhaps we would never move into His plane of existence, but what was to say there were not planes below ours that we could reach — or planes parallel to ours?

I took the sled down the mountain to the main ranger station and went in to see the park employee there. I reached out for him. At first, he thought I was threatening him, tried to rise quickly and defend himself. Then I reached out with my mind and grasped him, soothed him.

We stood there for six hours as I did to him what the Jekyll mother body had taught me to do. And he grew.

He grew.

Together, we went forth.

The first of the apostles.

To evangelize.

The mystery of His flesh was no longer a thing apart, but an integral portion of all of us.