Southwest Mothman: Man's Phone

Mothman specter wandering/heaviness requires a Southwest-hero to choreograph special Earthling fencing for prayer-stand and (American) life/style kaleidoscopes for thought.

Mothman myth/campfire (American) spin for your Summer pre-4th Manic Monday. Thanks for reading (enjoy!), 

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The Mothman was seen flying around outside West Virginia, and somehow it'd traveled all the way to the American Southwest, outside its sighted fly-zones of rumors/campfires/folklore. The humanoid creature, with glowing red eyes and wings and strange demeanor, had become a legend in the West (American Homeland); and now it was the subject 'matter' of Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian Phoenix area town resident/hero and his Selfie age 'diplomat' of things of sovereignty and village fencing acumen (Facebook-like!).

SATAN: I saw the creature in the woods and know its agenda now, Mayor.

MAYOR: Look, if you know what its demeanor spells for our Southwest, ok!

SATAN: If we make special village-like settlement stands of life, it departs.

MAYOR: What're you our exorcist for the Mothman, Satan (hmmm)?

SATAN: Let's hope so...because I believe this stand is simple colony-intelligence.

MAYOR: Facebook-like (for the gods?).

Satan's 'trick' of magic miraculously worked, in favor of his Southwest town of incomplete-distances readings of the 'cool' leviathan/uncertainty of folklore and campfires of legends and maps (ha). He orchestrated a special gathering defense prayer-stand to shoo-away the Mothman's 'consciousness' after it was sighted preying on townsfolk and making Mr. Satan's 'little-village' something like Salem or Hell itself (wow). The prayer-stand involved the people of the good American area making a night-time harvest-season Phoenix area Tupperware lifestyle food dance with music and Molotov cocktails, for an exorcism concerning Earthling (American!) 'jewelry' of the spirit(s). This would surely become an American legend for map-makers.

SHELBYE: What did that 'thing' want, dear?
SATAN: It wanted to disorient our (American) life/style, darling.

SHELBYE: What, like a colonialism devastation like thing, huh?

SATAN: That's what I guessed, like Mars Attacks!

SHELBYE: So, we orchestrated an exorcism-jar for sigh (ha).

SATAN: I'm your darling genius of Phoenix.

Why'd Tupperware save the day for Amlan Satan's American home/town (you maybe ask)? Well, the town 'stand' with fire-lights and UV-trucks fitted with strong UV-lights for proud ('half-religious') showcase of Earthling life/style is what Amlan guessed would shoo-away the deadly Mothman's agenda to make for terror/fright with intimations of ultra violence (maybe decapitation). Maybe the Mothman was like Vlad the Impaler (or something)...Facebook-like.

SHELBYE: The trucks had become half-the-show, my hero.

SATAN: That's half-truth and miracle too, darling.

SHELBYE: Ain't Earth grand (Facebook-like)?

SATAN: With a splash of exorcism, any good storytelling is possible.

SHELBYE: God's paint.

This tale of proud exorcism and town-fencing for 'cool' prayer and stand is the stuff of Earthling (American!) pride...and for Satan's town (of the Southwest), the exorcism of the Mothman, which was successful, proved to be a sigh of man; and of course, it moved the hero to dash to Reno with his darling-Shelbye for an (earned!) inkheart retreat (for the Ego).

"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)