Pine Barrens: Wednesday

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated 'claim' of an engagement with an underworld 'specter' drawing Earth-society ideations of the 'image' (simplified) of 'dangerous' capitalism-race dye(s).

A 'world-dominion' paranoia vignette featuring the 'nasty' horror-avatar Creeper (Jeepers-Creepers). Happy Holidays!

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Let me tell you a very interesting story of a Dartmouth-trio, which included myself, who'd been cast in a special eco-oriented Pine Barrens (Homeland-Jersey) misadventure. I'd been doing (private) American Homeland studies (library/microfiche/lithography) of capitalism-race 'superstitions' for terrain controls in the new millennium of terrorism-paranoia (e.g., 9/11). I was choreographing a special multi-age image-rich collage of varied alien/invasion/haunting lore from around the States, including Roswell and crop-circle files, linked with a natural fear of domain stranger-contact, perhaps linked with terrorism superstitions in the States. Well, this misadventure involved myself and two lady-friends, twins (sisters), who'd have to contend with a force straight from Hell, requiring 'incomplete-distances' to bureaucracy-readings securities, for an exile-consciousness photo-synthesis.

The misadventure concerned a dark contact with a stranger/invader in the Pine Barrens who we named the Creeper. This zombie-like man-sized 'specter' with trench-coat and hat and hideous malice-intelligence wielded a medieval-times battle-axe (silver/shiny) and wished to engage (IMO) some 'precocious' forest-trekking mystics, like myself and my two twin-sister cohorts from Dartmouth, to 'test' our mettle for Homeland (American) domain controls (for sanity or social media commentary/culture!).

Well, our 'fantastic' trio was armed only with flare-guns and trekked through the Pine Barrens one autumn and came-upon this 'famous' stone-relic area where he felt the presence of something non-human, perhaps an invader-alien. My two lady-friend cohorts (sisters) wondered with uneasiness if this 'Creeper' was stalking us now (suddenly) because of my social media oriented 'examination(s)' or alien-lore/paranoia in the States and was a messenger of the dark-side, or from Hell itself! We wondered as a 'hero-force' of inquiry if this dark-contact was some signpost (spiritual/religious?) of our will for self-reliance and focus for challenging the Creeper's visage of Pine-Barrens distances (hmm).

My two lady-friend cohorts (sisters) were now getting very uneasy, as we wondered what this Creeper (simply) sought. I decided to 'take-command' and recommend we stand in a ready-position, with our only weapons, flare-guns, and make some form for 'spirit-stand' against this Creeper in his Pine Barrens. We decided to declare a capitalism-civilization 'Earthling' happiness with the lights/vision of traffic-confidence for antiterrorism and social media consumerism culture and the like and would defy the Creeper with the statement, "Our flare-light(s) make for a blindness-arrogance to your threat to our Earth-dimension."

Well, it was our flare-gun challenge that forced this nasty underworld specter, the Creeper, to concede a 'humility' in the face of our (clear) Earth-civilization 'confidence' for inquiry/research and forced him to consider why our 'special' flare-gun weaponry symbolized an Earthling 'consciousness' for incomplete-distances to traffic/transit/treehouse happiness, simply exiling his 'language' in the face of our planet-image of lit bureaucracy-readings (wow).

CREEPER: What finds you in the Pine-Barrens matter on a Wednesday in autumn?

ME/SISTERS: We're messengers of our own (private) study of Homeland terrain-IQ.

CREEPER: I sensed your 'captain' (narrator) is an alien/invader/hell student?

ME/SISTERS: Yes, he's been studying 'alien' consciousness; we're allies, Creeper!

CREEPER: What's this sense of bureaucracy-readings you seek on a Wednesday?

ME/SISTERS: We look for 'forest' signs of Earth-homeland 'confidence' for media.

CREEPER: "Field-research" in the forests of America, for traffic-sensibility, ok.

ME/SISTERS: Are you an alien (from Mars?), or a messenger from Hell?

CREEPER: Perhaps both, forest-trekkers of the Pine-Barrens; I inquire of your IQ.

ME/SISTERS: We seek a 'journal' for image of forest/city dualism for 'alien' moods.

CREEPER: New age 'image' writing/art(s) for domain/transit controls in nature?

ME/SISTERS: That's right...and we wish you to exile-yourself to the ocean-abyss.

CREEPER: Why should I do that, forest-trekkers of the Pine-Barrens (Wednesday)?

ME/SISTERS: We just might find media/transit images of divine-lead.

CREEPER: Fine; if you do, I'll exile to the ocean-abyss, as a 'world' transit critic.

ME/SISTERS: Fine (for bureaucracy-deconstruction privacy).

We scurried back to Homeland society after declaring our 'flare-gun' confidence-stand of lights-of-transit in America (Pine Barrens) and had to find this social media 'image' for divine-lead and overground traffic-intuitions for new age hospitality-readings and 'alien-consciousness' or invasion-paranoia and created a special cyber-mosaic of consumerism and sports-marketing 'trophy' interest for a 'chess' like magic for the language-arts of Earth's (special) beef.

ME: We found the right trophy for this Homeland domain-controls confidence!

SISTERS: A very 'fantastic' Bowl-memoir of commerce/transit (shared) interest.

ME: That Creeper will exile to the ocean-abyss as a (private) critic, now, heroes.

SISTERS: Yeah, we'll just link-up this pro-football spirits 'gem' with media-havens.

ME: Ha, a sport-image for transit-and-activity 'drawn' (American) detectives.

SISTERS: For leviathan (excellence).

What we'll (all) remember about our dark encounter and 'examination(s)' with this nasty specter of the underworld, the evil/adversarial Creeper, is that he'd never have conceded his own (private/quiet) self-exile to our fare-rich Blue-Planet (Earth) deep-ocean abyss had we not found the 'right-stuff' in Homeland 'culture' of transit-and-activity confidence for controls and traffic-havens in (shared) 'sporting' commentary, between the forests of the East and the cities of the West, and perhaps he'd remain as some 'Devilish' messenger (invisible?) of those pesky 'incomplete-distances' to bureaucracy-readings escapism (for leviathan). I've written this account, complete with photo-graphics (pasted!) in a time-capsule, for a future-world archaeologist to make for 'discovery' in the 'incomplete' superstitions/metaphysics of Earth-dominion control(s)...for (complete) sovereignty and photo-synthesis.