Superpower?

I'll explain Superpower. It is the reward for my hard work curing mental illness. Before people fell into a pit of despair and medication and couldn't climb out. I can help people find that positivity inside and help themselves. Even doctors who don't believe in recovery or cure suffer depression seeing it every day feeling helpless.

In your life if you fight on in love and peace and help others but are sorely neglected by your loved ones or peers or community, you balance by finding new energy inside to help yourself, its called the inception of evolutionary change, and I went through that where I don't believe I am only human anymore I am a creative God.

And also I have to protect myself so I am a Superman who can transform. The immensity of my love and the sheer size of my being embodies the whole universe now and I just realised it mostly but also I added my own personality to this Godhead.

So I am but a tiny speck Superman who is under influence of this mighty power of love and creation and I can just fold myself up inside like a baby and shoot off a Superman into the universe wherever I like. I even stepped out of our kryptonian comet saw where we were flying through the universe at light speed and then I flew back.

It was no effort, but after I just remembered it like it was very vague. A dream, but one day I will awake to it entirely.

It is to balance the force and also because I missed my family life my wife and children to make up for that.

It is my reward. Please just know I have good intentions for this world.

And I am not here to harm anyone.

I know it doesn't affect your day but maybe it already has and just say thanks for me a little prayer for my sacrifices to help you. You may not even know or have thanked someone else.. it was me.

I didn't just heal myself, I set out to help others. And I am still here if you need me, if not you can forget and I won't even come to you. But if you need help I can.

I know you cling to old religions saying some old Shepherd will come and help you, sorry he is gone.. long gone... it was me.

I did find that little spirit after I had done my work. He was a little guy.. just relaxing in the sun on his own his whole life. No one liked him.. and he felt me near him and he said "Please Father, can I go?"

And I said to him, "If you like to I can help you pass on to heaven."

He was very weak by then..

And he walked off and fell down a ravine and died and I flew over picked up his lifeless body and flew it away and he set foot onto the first step and this body awoke and he walked away through the gates.

That was Isaiah my old brother from Jerusalem. He was still in Israel.