A Wonderland

Narrated claim of a 'James Bond' fellow who relays his 'escape' miracle from a dark underworld with a 'diamond-card' Ego.

A real tale of underworld idealism fraught with real danger and inspired by the worldly-plot/true-stories from Wonderland (Val Kilmer), but fictional and without any ties to any real-life story. Hope you like, 

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I had encountered special forms of media-world journals regarding the sheer-fitness of capitalism expression in the Western-world (United States), and this is my cyber-tale of escape as a Catholic-convert from the underworld of blood-diamonds, narcotics, and espionage and even Martian-chess to derive a special prayer for the social-media age of ironic traffic-driven optimism lights. Hope you find this tale worth the non-fiction exercise (ha).

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-gem exchange and makes terrorism woe.

I lived in the Wingate branches (Hotel) in North America and used WiFi-resource to evaluate the Earth-traffic 'chess-stalemate' value of capitalism-supervision and thought about the quality of underground intelligence (with Interpol-relation!) and used cyber-infiltration to disclose special blood-diamond insurance worry in Chicago and British Columbia (wow) as a real-life 'net' James Bond (ha).

The use of modern social-media for ideations regarding the sacred value of cyber-highways driven capitalism-defenses in the post-9/11 era requires a special 'fashion' for capitalism etiquette and I'd been in New Orleans Mardi Gras to appreciate the 'flavors' and tone of Western-world (United States) democracy/sportsmanship spirits that really 'illuminated' an American demand for traffic parades (really!).

GIRLFRIEND: There's no way you'll escape this evil world of gem-insurance terror (with me!) with 'chess-fancy' for journals.

Why did my girlfriend feel so cynical about my chance for escape, my darling 'Ezzy' (Transylvania), invoking my fantasy about use of social-media/commerce traffic 'intelligence' to create a road to heaven and out of the sheer-Hell of blood-diamond infiltrations work in North America (United States)? I had this fantastic sports-market team-trade Super Bowl ambition-symbolism card/treasure, you see --- a 'cool' Strike-Force red-original edition (Upper Deck) Randall Cunningham post-Eagles career (Viking-QB) sports-card 'diamond' in the rough. I was going to use my 'Strike-Force' treasure to persuade a ruthless blood-diamond baron with whom Ezzy was mired as a hostage to thinking that I was the ideal intelligence-man PR-diplomat to cast his insurance-disclosures as at least semi-legitimate while tied with Interpol-relation inquiry in overground social-media cyber-'ads' for insider-man interviews regarding overground commerce knowledge and investments. He even thanked me for this capitalism-legalese gesture of sports-market/media driven blood-diamond insurance 'confessional' inventiveness but not before I had to (basically) market myself as the 'perfect' James Bond (wow).

EZZY: I simply can't believe it...you pulled it off...you persuaded a man of darkness that sports-treasure is 'chess-stalemate.'

BARON GOLDFINGER: Alright; I can see what you're saying about drawn bishop-diagonal IQ stalemates conditions (chess).

ME: Trust me bad baron of North America; this is idealized form of Interpol-relation continuity for this continental Hell-chess.

BARON GOLDFINGER: There's some ample woe regarding Sierra Leone stemmed traffic insurance mystery for labor(s), man.

ME: That's why you're with the 'right' James Bond here/now and need to offer me my lady (Ezzy) as the cyber chess-courier.

BARON GOLDFINGER: This is a most dangerous personality-game, good man.

ME: I know...and Ezzy will serve us both...as the angel (here/now).

BARON GOLDFINGER: Alright!

EZZY: My adopted daughter's coming with us...to New Zealand...we'll all share a miracle-life of FaceTime/school there (ok?).

ME: That's right...we've found the Wonderland through social-media 'chess' Ego deliverance, haven't we, Esmerelda?

BARON GOLDFINGER: That 'b*****d' James Bond seems to know the ins of social-media age disclosures for examination-news.

That's my story. I got away, to New Zealand with my new wife/daughter and did it all with a simple 'chess-stalemate' maneuver involving a 'cool strike-force' (Upper Deck) sports-diamond (treasure!) and a grin on my Catholic-convert face, and all I remember from the turnaround memory is, "Never under-value the 'density' of Western-world Ego for the human race expression of sheer Hell text(s)."

BARON GOLDFINGER: I wonder if that 'James Bond' would be spied by a Martian-alien with envy for his human race definition.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)