Little-Man: Quandary of Youth (Part 3)

A precocious post-grad student (Mr. Satan), Slovak-Algerian reader of the Fountain of Youth, concludes his (Orange-State) quest with a revelation of Selfie-kits.

Fountain of Youth trilogy. Happy Summer Friday, all 

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"Mr. Amlan Satan was about to complete his special mission in the Orange-State for sampling waters of the American Homeland possibly holding the magic immortality substance of the fabled Fountain of Youth, said to afford any drinker eternal-youth/immortality. He had already found multiple samples of varied waters of interest in Florida, in streams and waters in inner-swamp areas of that pocket of Earth and had only to perform some simple post-collection experiments back in his hometown-lab. He had found inspiration for such study after becoming a sort of anthropologist for this inquiry and was previously simply a man of Super Bowl and ice-hockey competition superstitions of human-kind fitness for strength-vitality vanities for trophies and TV-celebrity fanfare, not for any metaphysics of immortality or evolution for his Selfie age of lifestyle linked fortune storytelling (Facebook-like)."

"He had made this decision to quest for the immortality-waters, said to be somewhere in Florida/USA, after thinking about such Earth-realm magic in a hotel-lounge in the American Homeland for post-grad studies adventurism jewelry for leviathan/uncertainty. He had found special adventure experience in the quest following, in the waters of Florida (after trekking there!) and with a stranger/wandered he had had fend-off using some Holy-Water vial exorcism prayers 'whispers' before confiding in a special waitress-friend in the Orange-State for what made this quest incompletely-vanity (for the Ego)."

WAITRESS: You're back in my diner, Satan.

AMLAN: Well, I told you I acquired some special vials for theories.

WAITRESS: Now you're to make experimental tests for your water-vials, eh?

AMLAN: If I determine one water-collection is real-magic, we'll keep promise.

WAITRESS: To take me to my girlfriend's tombstone to resurrect her corpse?

AMLAN: That's the deal...remember?

WAITRESS: Something gives me 'jitters' you'll be killed yourself before discovery.

AMLAN: Hey, I'm already fallin' for ya, waitress-girl...this is an American quest.

WAITRESS: Facebook-like?

"The odd qualia of this fantastic tale is that Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian post-grad explorer of Florida-waters questing for that magical water of the Fountain of Youth, said to be somewhere in the Orange-State, eerily vanished from the face of the Earth (damn). What the Hell happened to him? That waitress he promised to take to the cemetery to splash some magic-water onto the grave-site of her murdered girlfriend never saw him again, after one-last visit to the diner where she worked (damn). According to Florida campfire, Mr. Amlan Satan was said to have been kidnapped by a Fountain of Youth defender cult/club defending the mysterious fabled water from any 'precocious' adventurer-inquirer seeking too much 'hyperbole' for immortality journal-writes to warrant any human-kind license of mortal-thoughts artistry. Was the Fountain (therefore) just-beyond any sports painting (Facebook-like)?"

"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)