(Anansi in Spider form from American Gods GIF made with giphy.com ) I am Ra the ancient. I am the sun. I am the giver of life. A king among men and I am in a damn wheelchair. How did I get this way? Where have I gone wrong? Ra thought to himself as the nurse wheeled him down the hall to the cafeteria. Breakfast was about to be served. Probably porridge again . He sighed. He hated porridge. Ra was a god, but he had aged like a man. He was all-powerful - the father of men and gods. His father, Nu had bestowed upon him a great gift. His true name. Ra had many names that men did not know and some that they did; but his true name resided in his heart and no one, mortal nor immortal knew it. Ra was an aged man whose body had been worn by years in the desert sands. He had seen kingdoms rise and fall. He had conquered. He had ruled. Now the only time he was king was during a game of chess at the nursing home’s weekly game night. None of his children visited. Ungrateful