My mother’s death revealed that truth to me. I came to the hospital, saw her lying there, and tried to breathe life back into her mouth. I couldn’t do it. Then I stopped. I thought, Who the fuck do you think you are? Then I felt it: I know I’m special, but I ain’t that special. I ain’t Him, the wise prophet that we read about in the Bible (Jesus). At that moment in my life, I became willing to drown myself in that ocean, to submit to Allah’s will. At that moment, my superpowers left me. Bobby Digital ceased to be real.
