There is a silliness to super heroes. If one assumed that what was being watched was real.
If one see's the ocean and lessons that I live in, the silliness of hero worship would become a much better clear view.
Like "I don't have time to be a husband and a father. I got planes to jump over and super villians to defeat."
And the wife is just like "Don't you think all your friends would just go home to their spouses if you stopped asking them to play outside with you?"
But super hero stuff, like anything else, has a place. The ego melting wisdom is the best example.
If you weren't out fighting ghosts and shadows you'd be building your spiritual home and garden.
But that only comes when the ego of home is melted first. Learning the lessons of home. The grounding sanity of a domestic household. I wouldn't know how to cherish what home actually is if I hadn't had those lessons first before playing dress up with "super heroes."
House dress up can be the same thing too. If the earth is calling you to heal it and yourself then clinging to the sanity of a normal house would be anti-home, so to speak.
I could have done some fun little lymerics. "Like Jack be dumb and Jack be slick, Jack tripped over a candle stick" but that wouldn't be respectful without giving it a fair context.
The wisdom of the devil is that for all the truthers out there who fight for truth is that you end up shedding every virtue you have until all you have left is fighting for the fun of it, unless respect for one's self comes first that gives a respect and clearview for the struggles of others and yourself.
Don't be a dress up fool. And I'm not calling anyone a fool. But some things are foolish.
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