Heretic-Watches

Troubled Earthling 'prince' of Florida engages with a demon-voice for an incomplete-distances reading for (American Homeland) wire.

A tale of religion from home-life in America, inspired by Amityville: The Possession (Burt Young). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced work/film of inspiration and all images/references used herein therefore comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views). 

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Mr. Amlan Satan had it all. He thought about his wonderful Miami apartment he shared with his wealthy parents and why he never (ever!) wanted to bring-home his girlfriend (Esmerelda) to meet/greet his alienist-father (Emit) who suffered (deeply!) from alcoholism. Amlan had a college-degree, friends on social-media, a gorgeous lady-friend (Esmerelda), a mom who loved cooking for him, and a collection of wonderful American football (sports) cards he used to generate superstitions-sportsmanship-tales online while enjoying the amenity of living-rich and not having to work. He even made Orange-State tourism image/photo albums for social-media/Selfie-life culture in the West (wow).

"I was parked at my girlfriend's house, and I stared into her home-windows and daydreamed I'd escape from the Hellmouth of my own Orange-State apartment I shared with my yuppie-parents one Saturday AM in the American Homeland" (Amlan Satan, Journal).

EZZY (Girlfriend): All you have is your journal-language for religion.

AMLAN: Right said, Esmerelda; all I have is auto-focus transcendence (wow).

EZZY: Let me relax you, Amlan Satan (now).

AMLAN: What I need is to borrow your car, for a Saturday evening drive (mind).

EZZY: You sound like an exorcist or something.

AMLAN: Maybe I am...too much Turgenev (from college) on the brain.

EZZY: Auto-focus (wow).

Amlan made himself a nice world-exchange 'reflection' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate and recounted what was made for 'discovery' in his deep-thought engagement with the Hellmouth at home, and he wondered if Ezzy would save her from a darker hospitality-reading for Earthling-lines of 'dodecahedrons' that would draw (even) Martian envy.

DEMON: You can hear me, prince.

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I can hear you, devil.

DEMON: You understand the Age of Reason.

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I'm an educated American (sure)!
DEMON: Do you know the manner of my visitation/examination (here/now)?

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I conceive your 'examination' concerns my faith/tests.

DEMON: It's your homelife in the Homeland for hell's kitchens, sonny.

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I'm pensive about endurance of struggle(s).

DEMON: Fan of books and folklore and football, eh?
AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I'm guessing you want me to adapt my mind for a tale.

DEMON: Something chess-tying your American culture/sports for optimism?

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I'm qualified and conditions-placed for such a test.

DEMON: Consider the value of the write-up as a reflection of Heaven.

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I guess if writing eases the mind, I'm a diplomat/artist.

DEMON: Good for social-media/Selfie-commentary culture for lines, ok?
AMLAN SATAN: Yes, you wish me to adapt language-arts for dodecahedrons.

DEMON: Good for the humility...and the dialysis, prince.

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I can concur such an 'examination' yields bread/fruit.

DEMON: Take care not to dilute...for bureaucracy's art.

AMLAN SATAN: Facebook-like.

DEMON: Should you fail to ease your mind, you may unravel your fortune.

AMLAN SATAN: I may betray Ezzy (ok).

DEMON: That's your test...one of incomplete-lines to death (ha).

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, I mustn't decline the honor...or death.

DEMON: Farewell, prince.

AMLAN SATAN: Facebook-like (farewell).

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

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)