As I was leaving the library, I offered the security guy a jam doughnut. He pointed to his stomach and said he would put on weight if he had some. He said he only had to think of a doughnut for him to put on weight.
I told him I don't put on weight. It doesn't matter what I eat, I always stay the same. He refused to accept that I didn't do any heavy duty exercises like running or going to the gym. I reckon he thought I was a long-distance runner or something. I told him that I do have an idea about my ideal weight, affirm it, and it stays that way.
My friend's comment about doughnuts got me thinking. If he can put on weight by thinking of a doughnut, what else is he capable of. Imagine every time he sees a doughnut and he thinks of joy or peace or love or money. Just imagine!
Come to think of it, maybe I haven't been using my superpowers correctly.
By the Power of Doughnuts, I command that every time I think of jam doughnuts I look ten years younger.
So be it.
Goo, goo, ga, ga.
Ooops, I think I've overdone it slightly.
By the Power of Doughnuts, I command that every time I think of jam doughnuts I am full of joy.
That's much better.
I am Omnipotence.
Enocia
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