Saved by the J.L.A.?

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The title of this entry is "Saved by the J.L.A.?", and I'm sure someone reading that would wonder what was going on with me lately. I can see someone saying, "Geez, Dorothy. A couple of days ago you were talking about being rescued by Capt. Kirk from Star trek, and now you're saying a bunch of comic-book superheros saved you?"

But hang with me, it'll make sense.

See, I have been really struggling lately because I accidentally opened a mental door to one of the more dark areas in my brain, and seeing the amount of toxic sludge I have built up made me feel ill.

It was bad enough that I seriously considered figuring out a way of withdrawing from society, finding some isolated spot far away from anybody, and living the rest of my life there just so I would never hurt anyone.

Or doing something even more permanent.

But last night, I was reading a novelization of an adventure of the Justice League of America, and something occurred to me. What makes the characters in the comic heroes isn't just the fact they have super-powers. Its a choice they make, a choice to do the right thing, to choose light over darkness, even when its not easy.

And that's a choice you don't need super-powers to make.

Even I can make it.

So I chose the light, and rejected the darkness inside of me.

And believe it or not, making that choice worked.

I'm free of the evil I carry inside me, at least for the moment.

We'll just have to see how long it lasts ..