“If you shove a shit-ton of energy into and through the third eye, something’s BOUND to open up.”

Her eyes widened in what seemed like shock and a touch of horror when I said that. My voice was business tinged with mischievous.

“I’m sure you’ve learned more control since then.” “I wasn’t even really trying, I was just being.”

My mouth curled in a smirk when confronted by the only person that has ever beat me in an all-out energy push. And he wasn’t even trying. My energy is under the faintest amount of control, which is better than it was that day. I still favor the massive blast vs. the surgical strike. I always played Colossus when I played the X-Men arcade game.

Visualizing is only the first step in putting will to reality. Motion with purpose must follow.