When I was young, my made-up heroes were lone wolves
Just…morphed from a guy who showed up with powers
To a guy who was given powers
To a guy who experienced intense emotional traumas but then due to someone else’s sacrifice
….got powers
and the point was always powers
my best hero
my biggest story
is an everyman who ultimately becomes a champion
He has it tough
he’s a lone wolf at first
And it’s miserable
Depressing
Not because being that way IS miserable and depressing
But because inspiration takes connection, and all he has is principals and feelings and aptitude to be exploited
but then
fuck the powers
the real story is he finds his tribe
That’s the story, and that’s what I’ve been missing for the last couple of years
It’s not about a champion
It’s about a man defining himself as a champion by dedicating himself to a cause that’s bigger than his petty stupid life. I’m not trying to say I’m there — just that I get that point now.
Eric is the Best 