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I am Oracle

Wouldn't it be cool to be the Superhero You?

Picture it: Buffeted by profound silence all around, even the wind you brace yourself against trembles before you. Sparkling swirls of particles dancing all around you like dust caught in a beam of light from an autumn window. Your hair swept back as the SuperHero Power overtakes you. The earth stops to revere what is awesome and miraculous - you, fully realized. Reckoning who you are innately.

What would your power be? In that moment in which you are overtaken and the one supernatural but innate power, which has until this moment been only a glint becomes an eclipse, what would you manifest?

I think I would see into the hearts of man. I would see all that is good, all that is hopeful. I would see all that is hurt and all that is hurtful. I think I would be an oracle, eyes like glass mirroring back to the world what the world puts forth.

I think I would like that gift. But don't worry. I would use my powers for the forces of goodness.

Unless I don't like you.

Then I'd zap yo ass with some funky oracle hawkeye. Kinda like Fred Sanford before a "spell". And don't think that would be pretty, my friend.

Oh no. Not pretty at all.

11:15 pm - 08.16.02
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