Siberian Phone-Juror

A Story by Abishai100

An account of a special if extra-ordinary 'dark' Siberian adventure involving a self-discovery of contrasted 'IQ' humility.

A Siberian adventure-tale, not really inspired by any movie/story but perhaps by 'fragments' from my various readings/fan-movies.

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Amlan Satan finished up school at Yale and headed to Siberia for a special journal writing examination concerning the resilience of man in adverse conditions while surrounded by civilization signposts, since the land/area was a 'blend' of rugged bitter cold and city-life amenity (Europe). He crossed paths with those who lived out there, in that cold and bright environment of snowy ice away from the cosmo-traffic of the central city (wow).

SATAN: This is great photojournalism, and you can't find the realism in a Google search.

He hotel he stayed at in Russia (Siberia) was very comfy and satisfactory, and he wondered how he'd contour the great contrast between the hotel normality and the surrounding Siberian ice-land. For Amlan, this was an exercise in pure contrast, so he set-out to 'feel' for himself what it was like to live in the hotel and feel normal before stepping-out into the ice-land environment.

SATAN: This contrast will make for the ideal novel about Earth-chess/gambling (wow).

You see, what Amlan Satan was learning was the contours of living endurance and the experience of the body and mind, out there in Siberia, between the hotel comfort of the city and surrounding ice-land of human evolution reflective endurance/resilience (hmm). He was learning to become a metaphysical or even philosophical 'species-communications' or imagination 'judge' or 'juror' in an 'abstract' principia-case involving the 'personality' of human life's stranger form of vanity awareness.

SATAN: This will be great to share with others in this 'Selfie' culture of social-media self-consciousness for personality-chess oriented human humor(s).

Out there in Siberia, while Amlan Satan lived comfortably in the city, before trekking in the ice-land, he learned of the splendors of a 'living' form of race anthropology and what it's like to contrast it in 'real-life' for an examination of civilization/lifestyle storytelling, perhaps for social-media shares/stock (ha). However, when he left the city one last time, he couldn't have anticipated what he witnessed --- a 'real' examination far past social-media conveniences of Europe (or Earth!).

SATAN: I encountered some kind of man-beast out there in Siberian ice-lands, and I was honestly unaware of what to say/do/think before I shined my huge flashlight into its eyes and shocked it and frustrated it, and it simply ran away from my sight; this man-larger sized hairy ape-like 'Snowman-being' whom I thought was simply the Abominable Yeti I'd read about in school but whom/which brought me to the 'revelation' that what made human life special/secure was a 'magical' self-sense of 'incomplete' vanity.