Kal

Give a guy a name like Kal-El and there are expectations.  Apparently dad did a little research.  Most guys on my planet had names like Zark or Vbldt.  No, my name is from Hebrew - an ancient earth language used by the majority of the religious.  Kal-El…all that God is.  Really.

It’s cool being a god for a little while.  Everyone needs a god. Life get’s tough and a god comes in and saves the day.  The problem is that it becomes who you are.  You are the person who saves the day.   My house is called the fortress of solitude for a reason.  I’m the only one who can know me.

This sucks.

Ever stop to think what happens when Superman has no one to save?  I’m just a guy in a strange outfit.  No one minds blue spandex and a cape when stopping an speeding train.  Try buying bread with a giant “S” on your chest.

Truth is, sometimes I don’t want to be Kal-El or Superman…or even Clark.  I like Kal.  I guess it means “all that I am”.  In other words…just me.  “Hi, I’m just me”.  I don’t want to save anyone today…I just want to hang out with someone.  I want to tell them about me and hear about them…not where they were when I defeated Doomsday. Crazy to think that Superman is afraid to be without his tights.

Maybe that does make me more “all that God is” than I think.  People worship him like he is the candy man.  I wonder if he ever feels like me…just wants to be with someone.  Maybe he wants to be less “saviour” and more savored…enjoyed for more than his powers.  His power is his heart.

I don’t mind saving people…and I guess neither does he.  It’s nice to know there is someone who understands.  I hope he loves Kryptonians too.