In issue 141 of the Fantastic Four, published in November, 1973, Reed Richards had to use his anti-matter weapon on his own son, who Aannihilus has turn into the Human Atom Bomb. It was a typical predicament for the Fantastic Four, because they weren’t like other superheroes. They were more like a family. And the more power they had, the more harm they could do to each other without even knowing it. That was the meaning of the Fantastic Four: that a family is like your own personal anti-matter. Your family is the void you emerge from, and the place you return to when you die. And that’s the paradox – the closer you’re drawn back in, the deeper into the void you go.
When you think about it, it’s not easy to keep from just wandering out of life. It’s like someone’s always leaving the door open to the next world, and if you aren’t paying attention you could just walk through it, and then you’ve died. That’s why in your dreams it’s like you’re standing in that doorway… and the dying people and the newborn people pass by you… and brush up against you as they come in and out of the world during the night. You get spun around, and in the morning… it takes a while to find your way back into the world.
To find yourself in the negative zone, as the Fantastic Four often do, means all every day assumptions are inverted. Even the invisible girl herself becomes visible and so she loses the last semblance of her power. It seems to me that everyone exists partially on a negative zone level, some people more than others. In your life, it’s kind of like you dip in and out of it, a place where things don’t quite work out the way they should. But for some people, the negative zone tempts them. And they end up going in, going in all the way.
Your family is the void you emerge from, and the place you return to when you die. And that’s the paradox: The closer you’re drawn back in, the deeper into the void you go.
I’ve been thinking, Francis. You are one drug-addled, elitist freak. And when the revolution comes I do not want to be lined up with you and shot because you’re fucking ripe for political reeducation. You know, like in the fields.
