I got my chance, leaving the boredom of the existence of the simplest unicellular - a trip to a new world, the ability to one of the rare types of magic, was a divine gift, and in the literal sense of the word. However, the "divine contract" does not promise a return to Earth, and simply, survival, and the method of filling the "gasoline tank," for my newly acquired "superpower," was clearly written in very small print! Much smaller than my not the sharpest vision can see.