I was born with a secret.
I knew I had a special connection to a strange land called Krypton, and I’d seen it happen before.
But I had no idea it would be the kind of connection that could bring me to the world’s most terrifying place.
I remember thinking, “This is my destiny.”
I was born in 1963 in San Diego, California.
My parents were missionaries, and as a young child we’d come to the city for the first time, visiting with our grandparents and other family members.
My mother was the daughter of a teacher in the local elementary school.
My dad, who was an accountant, went to work for a local company that supplied equipment for the military.
But he’d never seen Krypton.
We lived in a small, suburban town called Monterey Park, which is a mile away from the moon, and it was pretty quiet.
I knew there was something different about the place.
Krypton is a barren planet, surrounded by mountains and barren desert.
I’d never heard of Krypton before, but I thought it was really interesting.
I was an atheist.
But then, one night, I came to my bedroom, grabbed my Bible, and began reading.
It was called, “The Golden Rule,” and it said, “Love your neighbor as yourself.”
That was my way of showing love.
When I was 10, my mom came over for dinner, and she started talking about Krypton with me.
She told me that there was a secret world out there, and that I needed to go and find it.
I loved her so much, but she kept insisting I go.
I was determined, and within weeks I was there, along with my dad and my grandfather.
When I got there, I was immediately taken in by what I saw: Krypton had a strange atmosphere, with people who looked like me and my cousins standing around in costumes and looking at each other.
It didn’t feel like home.
I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.
I remember a man in the audience, dressed in a red robe and holding a giant mirror, asking me if I wanted to go back.
I told him that I didn’t want to.
I said I had my own life, my own way of life, and this was my destiny.
He said, Well, that’s okay.
He would give me a ride home.
When we got there he told me he was a scientist and that he could help me.
He showed me the world of the aliens, and told me they were a different species, but they had their own culture and history.
The Kryptonians were just like us, he said.
They were kind, caring, loving.
I didn´t understand what he meant by that, but he explained that we were different, because we were the only race that could travel to another planet.
He told me I should learn more about Kryptons history and culture, and ask questions.
That was how I began to explore the planet.
I kept going back.
My curiosity about Kryptonian culture and people led me to a town called Metropolis, where I learned more about the people who lived there.
It took me a few months to realize that there were some very weird people there, too.
I wondered what was going on, but my curiosity was too great.
I went to the park where my parents lived, and after a while, I just fell in love with the place, which I found to be very strange and wonderful.
I started to visit the city, too, and eventually met some of my friends there.
I spent a lot of time in the park, and whenever I’d get out of the car, I would always come back.
I grew up believing that all life was created by God.
I read the Bible to my friends, and even when I didn, I still thought it came from God.
It wasn’t until I was 19 that I started studying the scientific theories of evolution.
Theories of evolution are about the gradual change of species over time.
I became an evolutionary biologist, and now I teach evolution at the university.
But it wasn’t all about faith.
I also started studying spirituality, and my own personal experiences.
My parents, who were missionaries and teachers, were very active in their faith, and they often brought me to religious services.
But the more I studied, the more convinced I became that the earth was flat, that the universe was just a bunch of tiny stars, and the planets were just tiny clouds of gas and dust.
I began taking a more scientific view of the universe.
I wanted science to help me understand my world, and to be able to make more informed decisions.
I did this by reading the Bible.
When people tell you they believe in aliens, you can’t help but ask, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
I used to think it meant “I know it was a real person.”
But it didn’t.
The word “alien” in the Bible actually