The Darkseid Saga II

Chapter 1...

Darkseid: .. The Salang highway.... The Salang highway... The Salang highway... It is a journey for Diana and for Diana alone... for she is a Karamazov... and she is someone I consider my daughter... and although she will be part of a fellowship she will be always feeling herself in isolation from her comrades.. like a russian comradeship she will be travelling... through Afghanistan... through an apocalips road through Afghanistan... a road thru... a road thru... and my gentle daughter Diana will be a gentle silkworm in a labyrinth like the tale of a silkworm travelling through the interior of a jewel explained by Christ... and she is very much a Christ-woman my Diana Ivan... and I will forever be her old owl father Fyoder Karamazov... something of an old silly old buffoon I Darkseid have felt myself in my later years... I have sworn to myself in all honesty in all avowed honesty that I have been simultaneously conducting three thousand wars though I don't see how that can be remotely possible... but perhaps my gentle daughter Diana Ivan will reach such a plateau of Athena's wisdom that she will conduct three thousand wars simultaneously... someday in the future... but a future that is somehow by a steady pace seeming to be nearer... nearer and nearer... creeps in this petty pace till all our yesterday's have gone the way to dusky death...

Diana: … out out brief candle... for my life is a snuffed out candle.. and my life is a fool lighted on its way to dusky death... and I am an idiot told in a tale by Christ... for I am a tomorrow woman … and .. Krypton?.. a new Krypton is my future... Superman?.. Kolya?....

Chapter 2 of the Darkseid Saga II...

Batman: … I have worked the slow grinding wheel of Revolution all my life, all my career... I have sunk deep deep into the shadows for no other reason but to hide the cogs and wheels of my Revolution from myself... to engage in a kind of elegant tho sometimes bumbling self-deception...

Superman: .. Heh.. bumbling.. I thought it was me who was Captain Bumble...

Batman: .. very polite response, Superman.... I always thought my physical .. I don't know what to call them.. physical .. escapades?... physical escape-artist routines during my many, many battles.. which I engaged in routinely... as if every single battle I ever engaged in in Gotham streets and rooftops and within all manner of Gotham décor, as if every single battle and fight I engaged in in these settings and environs was a magicians act, a magicians routine that I engaged in.. as if I was no fighter but rather a magician leting himself dissipate in a hurrican of cards from a deck like a movie trailer I saw playing a long, long time ago on a TV in a Tim Hortons... forget the name of the movie.. it was a very creative movie name.. movie title.. the movie seemed so me... like I've always been a magician and a pretender to the science and art of physical combat.. and a magician me.. nothing more.. but a great magician.. like the great sea mother.. a magician I am.. like the great sea mother.. but the most beautiful mummer... the most beautiful mummer of all...

Superman: .. you think of your mother often, I know... Bruce... when I think of my mother... I think of .. Lex.. and I always wish I was nicer to Lex.. but when I yell at Lex it's always like I'm yelling back at my mother...

Batman: .. Lex will always forgive anyone who yells at him.. he's that kind of hard-edged corporate CEO... I think as a corporate CEO I'm more .. vulnerable to criticism..

Hal Jordan is observing the conversation –- Hal has a very, very guilty expression on his face....

Chapter 3 of the Darkseid Saga III...

Superman: … I often wonder what it would have been like if I had not always had real parents... because I think Bruce has had visions and realities where he has had fake ones... the fake parent thing is.. most kids and most adults in their thirties and forties living at home have fake parents.. the usual kind.. by far infinitely by far the more prevalent kind of parents are the fake parents... the ones who do all the maneuvres and also do .. well.. who grow too old to do even the technicalities of being parents.. I mean.. their fake parents in a very true sense of the word fake.. is it simply the basic, foundational excuse for them that they were the generation of parents who grew up during World War II.. and something happenned during the holocaust era that forever scarred them into being fake parents?... what happenned?... WHAT.... HAPPENED .. during World War II... that so conclusively, decidedly disenfranchised a whole generation of future parents from being ever real parents, that consigned that generation of parents to forever being the most dysfunctional of parents... I always had.. real parents.. I had two generations of .. real parents.... but as Diana.. would say.. that's because I'm... Kolya... Kolya... Kolya... heh... - gravely – I think Diana has had many, many, many, many fake parents... and that it's all she's known all her life... fake parents....