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Comtemplation of Regeneration in “Heroes”.

Posted in Fiction, Illness, Science, TV, Writing on January 29, 2008 by geniusadvice

Let’s consider the last episode of Heroes and Adam Monroe, the horrible mastermind who can regenerate from almost any wound. Of course, it is obviously implied that a devastating blow to the brain would stop the regeneration from death, basically, and this also connotes that the special and superhuman abilities originate from the brain. This is supported by the fact Sylar, a.k.a. Gabriel Gray, “eats” the brains of his victim to gain additional powers for himself.

I dislike the end of Adam, however, as he is seen to be trapped helplessly in a casket and buried for all eternity. Of course, I would think that logically, death would be imminent due to suffocation or starvation. Unless, of course, these ‘Regenerators’ are some kind of perpetual machine, able to create oxygen for themselves, or somehow become autotrophs.

Let’s face it, the oxygen’s gonna run out. Take that Tom Kring.

That’s disappointment on his face.
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Eddy.

Posted in Family, Illness, Life, Writing on February 19, 2007 by geniusadvice

There is the sea, vast and spacious,
teeming with creatures beyond number —
living things both large and small.

There the ships go to and fro,
and the leviathan, which you formed to frolic there.
                                                  – Psalm 104:25-26

    Ironically, they met with a long, romantic walk on the beach, where the air, water and earth met. This sounds cliché, but real life is cliché sometimes. They got married three months later; an outdoor wedding and a honeymoon to Hawaii. She was confirmed pregnant two weeks later. Thirty-six days after, the couple went on a cruise to Alaska, safe above the churning waters and the unknown, because their future was in a sac of water inside her.

    Catastrophy. It’s a boy. A hydrocephalic boy. A boy with water, cerebral fluid, in his brain where white matter should be. He will never walk, the doctors tell them. Communication will be difficult and slurred speech should be expected. Hydrocephalics often only live until they are twenty. Twenty hard years. He will be living behind windows, never running or swimming, for that matter, because he has already has his share of water.

    He leaves; a man defeated by mere water.
In the note, he writes –

My love for you is deeper than the deepest oceans
And higher than the highest mountains
And my love proves it is greater than anything I will be
For I am a weak man
Sorry

    When she reads the note, a tear rolls down her cheek and splashes onto the white page; from her eyes flow all the bottomless oceans of the world.