Tristan & Iseult

A Story by Abishai100

A modernized 'spin' on a classic/elegiac love-tale about incomplete-distances 'readings' to that quality of Earthling 'books' dialysis (for all).

A mod-spin on the classic/tragic tale of Tristan and Isolde/Iseult.

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Let's 'swiftly' explore the larger-life tale of Tristan and Iseult, two Earthling 'characters' separated and distanced by their work with language-arts and incomplete-lines to 21st-Century worldly expressions of infrastructure and net-activity 'linked' confidence for globe-grid motions of traffic/securities rhetoric surfacing new forms for the 'science(s)' of manmade/natural sovereignty dialysis (wow).

TRISTAN: "As a blood-diamond operationalist of my mod-age Kingdom, swapping rumored/insured conflict-zone gems (stored in Western 'worldly' banks for asset-extractions of a resource-profit IQ) with eco-capitalism messaged glass-animal 'toys' for bureaucracy-arts in the 21st-Century of incomplete-distances readings for all (simplified) commerce-confidence, I was ironically amused to cross-paths with Iseult and 'arrange' a transport to New England during which we talked for hours on the planes, trains, and automobiles and casted ourselves as drawn bond folk for Earthling Selfie-commentary culture's special 'vanities' bread/fruit (for dialysis?)."

ISEULT: "I was my own femme; my own lady-hawk; I was in the Kingdom, working for interceptions in commerce-life disorientation 'activity' for media/traffic confidence 'consciousness' when I met Tristan, a true Earthling prince of incomplete-lines language(s) for globe-rhetoric in transit-superstitions, perchance a James Bond or Peter Pan or something like that; and we did drink that love-potion on the journey to Boston-town, during which I came to realize my New England 'benefactor' was not in greater-demand...than that silver-handkerchief of my darling Tristan who (me thinks) hoped to cast me as a traffic-celebrity muse for today's 'worldly' dialysis (for bureaucracy/war/divisions)."

All we have left of this conception of real Earthling distances/romanticism is a vigilante youth-doodle Tristan and Iseult left-behind, after vanishing from the Earth-face, an homage to 'classic' thinking for action and thought of the youth-transit variety, remind us (all) perchance why today's culture/psychology passages requires a new 'form' for (outright) socialized optimism (for fantasy/darkness). Where did they go, and why did they leave-behind our 'cartoon' universe of inventions in 'folk' dodecahedrons (for the Ego)?