Amlan and Danica: Mr. Rogers {Kangaroo-Data}

Amlan and Danica soar to the Outback and discover a stranger's caged a lovely hitch-hiker with a kangaroo subconscious-paranoia about (actual) darkness.

A crime-psyche fiction-adventure set in Australia. 

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AMLAN: This Outback camping trip's what we need for time-away.

DANICA: Our Belgian waffles dive's a success; we've earned Selfie-love.

AMLAN: That's the Earthling-brain...transit-Selfie (love) IQ for comforts.

DANICA: I wonder what we'll make for a discovery if anything, darling.

AMLAN: Anything foes (Facebook like).

AMLAN: Outback's gorgeous, Danica.

DANICA: Did you see that lovely redhead hitch-hiker who was picked-up?

AMLAN: By that wolfish-looking pickup-truck driver (red)?

DANICA: That's the one...I get this funny Selfie-feeling of an omen, hon.

AMLAN: I saw him pick her up and then drive-away.

DANICA: Let's look into a nearby community and see if we spot her.

AMLAN: Facebook curiosity in the Outback, eh (ha)?

Friends, this wasn't going to be an ordinary-tale of following a silly little subconscious natural-Earthling 'curiosity' about the whereabouts of a lovely lady hitch-hiker picked up by a stranger gruffy truck-driving man in the Outback (Australia), for Amlan and Danica were about to get a lesson (ironically) linked to Danica's Belgian microfiche studies of post-WWII Roswell-invasion lore superstitions (abductions!) concerning incomplete-lines readings to the 'doughnut-intuitions' of life's text-dialysis (for the Ego).

MR. ROGERS: She's mine!
AMLAN/DANICA: Sadly, we guessed your house would be this shaky abode.

MR. ROGERS: My house reflects my demeanor for Aussie-life, ok?

AMLAN/DANICA: You claim she's yours and you've kept her in basement.

MR. ROGERS: I'm teaching her Pavlovian imagery about dingoes/kangaroos.

AMLAN/DANICA: What's it, pal?
MR. ROGERS: The hitch-hiker agreed to become my Outback picked maid!

AMLAN/DANICA: Now you insist her vagrant-vanities lead her to your haven.

MR. ROGERS: My animalia-fantasia psyche-study concerns her enhancements.

AMLAN/DANICA: You don't have her social consent, not Selfie-art, pal.

MR. ROGERS: Why should I release her and just forget animalia-doctorates?

The hitch-hiker, Pamela, a Dublin-native, made her way to the Outback and decided to become a lifelong wanderer/poet and was fascinated by Mr. Rogers' special animalia-psyche study claims and agreed to participate in his special (secret/unpublished) dingo/kangaroo mind-imagery enhancement exercises, particularly kangaroos (for their stride-motions across the rugged terrain), but she wouldn't predict he was a jailer of the soul, and Amlan/Danica knew they needed to negotiate with him so he'd understand this wasn't a human meditation of social consent linked animalia-dialysis (for the Ego).

PSYCHIATRIST: Why the kangaroo, Mr. Rogers?
ROGERS: Look, it was those clever musketeers from Brussels who moved me!

PSYCHIATRIST: And you consented to come-in to relay your life-tale of study.

ROGERS: I became a failed Aussie-scientist; now I'm telling you my failures.

PSYCHIATRIST: The kangaroo 'leaps' to the spirits for curiosity, no?

ROGERS: That's the conception; Pamela was to discover serendipity-thinking.

PSYCHIATRIST: You wished to doubly cage-and-dance her (mind)?

ROGERS: Amlan/Danica was to think the intermittent angst was disarray.

PSYCHIATRIST: So, they moved you to think Pamela wasn't healthy with you!

ROGERS: I realized I'd been transferring failure-angst for mind-dots (damn).

PSYCHIATRIST: Good (Facebook-like).

AMLAN: Back in Belgium, enjoying Valentine's seafood, with Outback-heroine.

DANICA: Mr. Rogers was a real John Doe, no?
AMLAN: He actually believed he made a discovery for consensual dialysis!

DANICA: That kangaroo-data was capitalism-culture dogma, darling.

AMLAN: How's that, babe?
DANICA: Consuming motion-sparkles is Hell (damn).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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