is Marty the brother of Mike, by any chance?
The truth is no one really knows the true origins of our Marty. Some say that he is simply a mere man, born of the union between man and woman like most of us.
But there ARE those...those that BELIEVE.
Was it the first flicker of lightning on our Earth that begot Marty, a lifeforce existing since the beginning of time, waiting for the moment at which we needed him most? Was it the very energy of the unfathomable force that binds us all? Perhaps he was not the child of one man and one woman, but the earthly materialization of the love of mankind we so sorely needed?
If so, many would even say that he is not some fluke, nor a spontaneously produced byproduct of Nature, but one chosen....
Chosen by a power we do not understand, and for purposes beyond our human capacity for fathoming.
Yet, while only some may believe, none can deny what we saw.
Those that were there remember it best, and when we are gone our story will continue on through our children, and our children's children until the end of time: The ten of us stood at the summit of the mountain, enveloped in clouds, a cool crisp wind brushing our cheeks. After embracing us each, he softly said "I must now go; you have everything you need."
"Marty," we pleaded, "you cannot go, we have so much more to learn; we need you!"
"My children, when I first came to you, I found such promise, and now that promise has been realized. You have it within you...the Power! Use it wisely for the good of all. I may be gone from this Earth, but I will then resideth inside your hearts...most likely in the auricle superior to the right ventricle, as it perhaps the least physiologically detrimental location for me to reside, provided a strict regimen of anti-coagulants such as coumadin, a vitamin K dependent co-factor inhibiter, is followed. When you need me, THAT is where you shalt find me."
Our tears flowed freely, yet we knew his words were true. We felt a strength growing inside us; a strength so powerful we quickly felt that not only would we survive, we would
live.
Marty turned to face the sky and walked to the highest point of the mountain. He turned back to us, and whispered. "Believe."
It was a whisper so quiet we should not have heard it. However, the word came not from his mouth, but from the very wind across the mountaintops. It coursed above the snowy rocks and through the iced over canyons, softly weaving through the landscape and finally coming to rest on our ears and in our hearts, warming us against the cold.
"Believe."
He once again faced the sky. Throwing his glasses to the ground, he stretched out his arms as the sun suddenly pierced the clouds, focusing a single ray of light upon him. And he jumped. Fearfully we scrambled to the tip of the ledge, only to see him soaring.
Soaring through the air, like a great eagle, reaching for the highest point of the sky! He ascended within the ray of sun until we could no longer see him, and suddenly there was a flash of white light so great we were blinded and fell to the ground, the shockwave of explosive energy overcoming us all.
Moments later, we awoke and stood up. The burst of light had washed every cloud from the sky, revealing a golden disk among a brilliant blue atmosphere. The frozen mountains had thawed, revealing lush green forest covering every hill and valley, crystal rivers and lakes weaving throughout the canyons. The world had indeed changed...it had changed for the better because Marty had come to us, saved us, and given us not only what we needed to live, but to
love.