The interior of our skulls contain a portal to infinity...of course it's happening in your head but why on earth should that mean it's not real? - Grant Morrison

In the world of the superheroes, everything had value, potential, mystery. Any person, thing, or object could be drafted into service in the struggle against darkness and evil - remade as a weapon or a warrior or a superhero. Even a little bee named Michael - after God's own avenging angel - could pitch in to win the battle against wickedness.

-Me ha parecido ver a Killer Croc. Es... sólo es una gabardina verde.
-Un error muy comprensible. El otro día confundí a una formidable monja con el Pingüino, señor.

It's not so much that history is simply cyclical, it seems to progress via recursive, repeated fractal patterns with minute variations.