Leviathan: Blood Jitters (Vampires, Part 1)

First part of my trilogy about vampire-dominion(s) 'quills' finds the narrator/adventurer expressing his 'hyperbole-license' about things of Earth's foggy realm of blood-for-editorials.

Vampire trilogy (1st-part). Thanks for reading (Happy Summer), 

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"Friends, let me tell you how I became a vampire-hunter on Earth after converting to Catholicism and meditating on the metaphysics-magic image of Holy Water. I loaded a backpack full of toy water-guns and flew to Romania where vampire lore was rich with thickness, for both ancient/modern lyrics. I wanted some adventure compatible with social media writes and posts (Facebook-like!)."

"Friends, this first part of my write-tell concerns how I immersed myself in the long Earth history of vampire campfire interest. I read of the tales of Vlad the Impaler, the notorious ruthless Euro-ruler who was very-much likened (rightfully!) to writer Bram Stoker's fictional avatar Count Dracula, a leering mystery-man of incomplete-distances readings to the leviathan/uncertainty of hospitality-cleats for a human race hypnotized (arguably!) to the textured/psyche duality of water-and-blood. I immersed myself into this Earth history of campfire texts and why/how vampire lore concerned ancient/modern study imagery of why these non-human cannibals (drinkers of human-blood for vitality/immortality!) created special storyboards about a divinity-fascination with why blood-and-water duality almost 'demanded' a mind-focus on the ornament and 'hyperbole' of adventure's more dark and sometimes weaponized vanity-quest(s) for prestige for fantasy!"

"Friends, I decided to immerse myself in this Earth history of rich superstitions of blood-and-water dualism for storytelling/records/campfires before darting to Romania with Holy Water loaded water-guns. I then found myself wandering around forests and city streets, sometimes after-dark, seeking 'engagement' with folks/individuals/beings with stranger demeanor who might offer some cues/clues to this mysterious-universe of the style and ornament of alternative fluids-digestion for nutrition, vitality, and even immortality (Selfie-like!). I found myself becoming a magnet-man...and the blood-immortals dominion specters and persons actually drifted closer to me (damn). I'd cry-out during these adventurous contacts, 'Behold my toy water-gun splashes real/blessed Holy Water from the West...and I charge you blood-immortal like person of Europe/Earth to consider me an exorcism-daredevil for a word of thesauruses for 'magical' field goals."

"Friends, you know how when/if you might get a small gash/cut on your hands or fingers from some minor life-living/passing accident, like the careless-use of a small letter-opening knife? Such a small-accident may create a splash or drip of blood from my hands/fingers and remind you why blood is so much like internal vitality 'feelings' of organic-life. Of course, we Earth space men dream of Mars bearing organic/intelligent life if water's discovered on the Red Planet (wow). I thought of how vampires didn't dream of water...but of blood (only). The vampire had cast special 'lifestyle jitters' of the internal organic composition of things of fluid running deathly/dangerous/distant personal mentalism (ok). As I embarked on this Holy Water water-guns adventure journey (in Europe!) for things of leviathan/uncertainty, I felt myself becoming a philosopher, a dreamer, a writer...of things of wire ornament...which is what this first-part of my write-tell concerns, of course (Selfie-like)."

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

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