Wednesday, November 22, 2006

One night in the US

Me and Superman went out for a pizza for a chat, and then caught a show at a local comedy club the Laugh Factory to catch a show by that crazy guy Kramer from the Seinfield show. We didn't realise he was some racist lunatic!! In normal circumstances we would have gone back stage to make sure no one hurt him, as we usually protect anyone from harm, but on that particular night, we just couldn't be bothered!

To get over our shock, we thought we'de really entertain ourselves by turning ourselves invisible and sneaking in to watch Bush give a performance in the Senate.

Not sure about him being president, but this guy is a born entertainer!!





After the show, Superman and I went to a late night juice bar and got down to talk about serious business.

SUPERMAN: We need to talk about your SuperHero work.

SUPERDREAD: We don't need to talk about anything! You want to talk about it.

SUPERMAN: The family have called for you to come back home, to Kyrpton. You are needed there, to work for the academy of Heroes. Just like your uncle.

SUPERDREAD: And sell myself out you mean.

SUPERMAN: So you'de rather be a 2bit superhero in the subhurbs than a world famous Hero for all eterntity?

SUPERDREAD: I have my principles. I'm not going to join some elitist superhero club. I'm work for the peoople. Grassroots level.

SUPERMAN: But I can even get you a SuperDread movie, staring alongside Chevy Chase and Rosanne Barr.

SUPERDREAD: Really????


To be continued........

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Many Mansions

On the home home from my last day at the call centre, I felt nervous of the commitment ahead. I decided to pay some visits to boost my spirits.

I paid a visit to the Nyabinghi house and chanted with the Idrin and beat thunder on the drum.

I paid a visit to the Twelve Tribes HQ and read a Bible chapter with the Idrin and Reasoned on the meaning.

I paid a visit to The Ethiopia Africa Black International Congress Church of Salvation and broke bread with the BoboShanti Priests and praised the name of His Imperial Majesty and gave Iternal thanks.

I paid a visit to 'The Others' (Highness, Black Cat, Wrap Girl, TrodGarvey, Fly Fro, SoulJah Ites and Fiyah Man). We relaxed and Reasoned on the state of the world and drew up strategies of action.

The doorbell rang. The old man appeared from no where and answered the door. He came back moments later with Mindread trailing behind him.

"Sorry to interrupt Aaron, but it's probably best you come home. We've got a visitor."


Supermans-visit

A practicing SuperHero (or a real one?)

I decided to hand in my notice at the call centre. Mindread and I talked about the whole SuperHero thing, and she told me she was active again. I think I kind of knew, but was in denial.

We calculated that if we both go fulltime SuperHeroes we would be much poorer but happier, so that is what we have decided to do. It's frustrating though as, even though SuperHeores get an allowence from the Krypton Council, the means testing they use to calculate how much people get penalises those who want to do it full time - so you get a load of part time crime fighters doing a half arses job, and those of us who want to dedicate our lives to the cause have to fly around in second hand holey SuperSuits. There is also a huge backlog of applications not yet processed and miscalculated.

Yes readers, sadly even in the world of SuperPowers, there is still politricks and illogocal rules in place, and at play.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Friday, November 10, 2006

Dubya's Press Conference following the recent elections

Dubya - "If anyone has any suggestions about Iraq please let us know."

SuperDread (Reporting for Channel Zer0) - "Quit using Rumsfeld as a scapegoat. You should be the one resigning to let someone else call the shots."

Dubya - "Uh....thank you son. I'll bear that in mind. Someone get his name!"


Everyone in the press conference looked at me. One of the Dixie Chicks, who had snuck in under a disguise, smiled and put her thumbs up at me. She had tears in her eyes.

I looked around into everyone's eyes slightly confused. It suddenly dawned on me.

"Did I say that out loud?"

Matthew 6

Greetings Beloved.

Apologies for my absence!

Since the most Ispirational Coronation celebrations of the past week, I wept at the beauty of this livity. Even if I sometimes have doubts about this trod, highlighted by the arrival and comments by Drunk Uncle, the Upful vibrations of November 2nd simply blowed all that out of the water, and no negativity matters as I know that JAH is Ever Living, Ever Present and Ever Sure.

Since Drunk Uncle said about the more well know SuperHeroes watching me and Mindread and wanting us in their "gang", I've decided to keep my head down as I just want to do my own thing to be honest, and not be on the celebrity radar. But it's already happening.....

I had a call from US Vogue asking if me and Mindread would be willing to do a feature and showing off our homes. Mindread picked up the other phone and breathed fire down the line. I don't think they'll be calling us again in a while.

I've seen it all happen before with my sister Storm - as soon as Hollywood came knocking it all changed. Blade. Batman. Even good old Superman! Their hearts are in the right place, but as soon as the cameras are on them it turns into a show, rather than just for the good of it with no publicity. Whenever ego gets in the way, I'm reminded me of the teachings of Matthew 6.


[1] Take heed that ye do not your alms before men, to be seen of them: otherwise ye have no reward of your Father which is in heaven.

[2] Therefore when thou doest thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.

[3] But when thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth:

[4] That thine alms may be in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret himself shall reward thee openly.

[5] And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.

[6] But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.


Whether a blog would past the Matthew 6 test, I'm not so sure......

Thursday, November 02, 2006