My-Life

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated portrait of an 'offbeat' life of regrets, duties, dangers, intelligence, and even 'direct' education!

A life-portrait loosely drawn from Confessions of a Dangerous Mind (George Clooney).

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Let me tell you my story, the story of my life. Born in Algiers, moved to the American Homeland, studied in the Ivy-League (psychology/economics), recruited by Cobra (a blood-diamond infiltrations operation in the 21st-Century of incomplete-distances to bureaucracy-securities readings for commerce restorations for globalism-rhetoric), and restructuring my college-years religious regret about a loss of a lovely girlfriend (Lizzie) to drugs. I'm the only and best James Bond and Jean Valjean combines, an ideal social-media culture messenger of the 'chess-stalemates' of capitalism-ethos direction (sure).

Working with the kits/designs of capitalism's 'civilization' draws even Martian-curiosity, me thinks. That's what I learned. Wandering around, studying/learning, moving/emigrating, becoming American, learning about college-youthfulness and the errs of youthfulness, and donning intelligence as a life, drew in me a special hero-deed image, and it's why I consider this telling a certain view for what makes capitalism/Earth both dangerous and bureaucratic (really!).

ESMERELDA: I'll be okay.

ME: No, you won't; we're both heroin-addicts.

ESMERELDA: I'll be okay.

ME: Look, we're in California, we're students (young), in-love, and addicts.

ESMERELDA: You're like Holden Caulfield...don't worry (I have my art).

Was it the fact that my college-years regret concerning the loss of my dear young-lady (Esmerelda) to drug-addiction made me a born-again Catholic that drew me to the intelligence world of blood-diamond smugglers highways/storages interceptions and infiltrations, as a working-man of simple bureaucracy-faith? Was it the fact that my troubles-childhood in politically 'hot' Algeria strained relations with my half-alcoholic (Emit) and drew in me a special American Dream view to embrace the Earthling-consciousness of (actual) leviathan-evasions? I'm not sure, but I do know that I consider myself a religious man (now), thinking of how to blend wit(s)...with gun-education.

INTERVIEW: That was you...in Los Angeles (blood-diamonds)?

ME: Halloween legend, underground/invisibile/rumor.

INTERVIEW: Right, anyone could've done that, that's the theater (James Bond!).

ME: I like to claim it, I dressed like that for Mardi-Gras (once!).

INTERVIEW: Eco-capitalism vigilantism 'deed' with claims of blood-diamond chess.

ME: Insurance-rumor(s)...for a bureaucracy flare/fruit (wow).

Was it me, in the Los Angeles bank of underworld legend linked with rumored blood-diamond insurance theater that drew away the barons mired in that eco-capitalism badness mess in the West? Well, I can tell you one thing...it's the sort of thing that draws my attention, and it makes me a religious man of capitalism's securities/confidence face(s)...for all (seriously). Earth's changed, but ambitions' the same...it's all about inventions in direction.

I had to cover my tracks with my intelligence-life with a series of cyber-adult fashion market ventures, using my commissions as start-up investment assets, and my killing on Wall-St. during the 2009 mini-crash, and the cyber-modelization activity for 'education' in capitalism's 'fresh' lifestyle-readings gave me an overground face of purified commerce-culture civilization savvy (and good-faith!). The truth was, I couldn't forget Esmerelda, my only (true) regret. I lost her to heroin. The models I 'inherited' reminded me of Esmerelda ('Ezzy'). Was this an omen? Could I not transcend this error (for bureaucracy-reading)? I needed a psychiatrist!

I decided to transform one final time for a 'my-life' reading while I was enjoying a world-exchange 'symbolic' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to think of my college years and intelligence duties and fashion-revelation and decide why hospitality-readings drew both horror(s)...and bread/friction.

Today, I'm a cyber-homeschooling teacher, Dr. Amlan Satan, and I work with varied concepts about developmental psychology for hands-on learning-kits for capitalism-friendly lifestyle in the States. I use Lego-kits, clay, comics-arts, literature and folklore, and TV/cartoons to create mosaic of Earthling-life books for my young pupils, and my student's parents/elders/councils are quite satisfied with my diligent work(s). I think back now, on 'my-life' of incomplete-distances to bureaucracy-readings...and I think of myself (now) as a 'diplomat' of Selfie-culture books (not an omen).