Mysterio's Arles/Shape

A Story by Abishai100

Helmeted anarchist and Devil's Advocate, in Arles, challenges a trekking-artist to shape a consciousness-view for mod-Earth realm tourism or phenotype.

Mysterio (Marvel Comics) characterization.

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no ties to the Euro-city of Arles (France) and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations/critique).

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"There I was in Arles, making photo mosaics and crayon 'stuff' about modern Earth transit, in the 21st-Century, in my Selfie age of lifestyle 'linked' pillows for travel and confidence adjectives, surrounded by capitalism rhetoric and social media consciousness negotiations for TV 'things' and consumerism mentalism. France had been a place I'd visited as a young lad, but now, I was roaming as an adult, artist, thinker, Earthling...and maybe that's why the prankster illusionist metaphysics 'scrambler' of malice and fog, Mysterio, contacted me. Arles was to get new-shape for Blue Planet jewelry (for leviathan/uncertainty)."

MYSTERIO: Damn, that's a chess-stalemate we've drawn here (draw/tie/null!).

ME: Well, that's French toast, Mysterio...but you wear an ID-covering helmet.

MYSTERIO: I like not folks detecting demeanor from face/emotion, fool!

ME: Arles/France is a place of environment and surroundings and bread, villain.

MYSTERIO: Look, I explained should you draw in chess with me, I'd spare you.

ME: I know you appeared as a street-performer in costume, with terror-agenda.

MYSTERIO: You're a psychic man (of sorts); and I wished to find trekker-class.

ME: So, my life's spared with a chess cookie for me to be an art-witness here.

MYSTERIO: Yes, and I want you to consider me the opposite of a French chef.

ME: With crayons and youth-class jewelry for social media, I can do the art.

MYSTERIO: Selfie-like (for leviathan/uncertainty)?

"I was set to make a cyber-presentation about why/how Mysterio, as he explained, was once an ambitious media/movies fellow Earthling thinking of casting social traffic consciousness as emotion and felt the wrath of being dismissed for his antisocial eccentricity, turning to the dark-side for pedestrian-crossings engagements for Blue Planet metaphysics holes of transit 'jitters' of modern (manmade?) jellyfish (e.g., terrorism). I was to render a crayon-avatar of the helmeted/masked anarchist and pair him to some Arles tourist bread/fruit image for things of my Selfie age of (simplified) Utopia (or paradise)."