Fame

When you see these people in magazines or newspapers or on TV, there's this air about them. Something about being in this airbrushed media makes them seem greater, bigger than life.

What I found to be extremely interesting is how, in real life, they appear to be exceedingly ordinary or normal. When you stand face to face or even just in the same room as someone famous, this feeling of normalcy hits you. You realize that they're really no different than you. They get sick, need to eat, have issues, in other words, they are just like you.

Granted, there are reports of people just electrifying a room. This probably has more to do with their personal charisma than fame.

Probably the thing you notice most is how insignifcantly small the person is. You're so used to seeing closeups or supersized images of them. But when you see them in real life, they seem so normal that they're tiny in comparison.

I can only imagine what it would be like in a room with someone with real power. The power to heal, to give life, to destroy. What kind of awesome fear would grip me in the presence of such power? What sort of feelings would I have in knowing that the person who stood before me had the power to destroy me. Not kill me, but destroy me. And yet, he held his power because he cared for me and knew me.

Being friends with such a person would embolden me. With that sort of power on your side, how could you possibly lose or fail?

Fame doesn't bring any of this sort of power. Not true power anyway. Fame only has power over its acolytes. True power has dominion over all things.

Fame is a funny thing.