Home & Lemon Aids {Jersey}

Affable migrant settles into town of Echelon and may find Earthling (American) 'things' of UFO-shine and life's lemonade-wire.

Residential Earthling portrait. Happy Summer, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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Amlan Satan moved from the East to the American Homeland as the optimistic Slovak-Algerian Catholic immigrant seeking citizenry-life he hoped he'd find in the 21st-Century of Selfie 'things' of sports-commentary and everyday social media thesauruses for normality and lemonade and didn't think he'd endure some bizarre UFO locking in a suburbia-gate (Echelon). Follow along, friends (Facebook-like).

NEIGHBOR: You say you were blogging about your new-gen Buffalo-QB trophy?

SATAN (Amlan): Yeah, Josh Allen got the '24-MVP laurel; his rookie-card is IQ!

NEIGHBOR: You say it's why the Martian in the seen UFO marked you here now?

SATAN: Yeah, and I was just smoking past-midnight post-blog(s) and saw UFO.

NEIGHBOR: It used a beam and then projected-down another Bills-card?

SATAN: Yeah, the item was an older-gen Bills football trading-card; a memory.

NEIGHBOR: Maybe the Martian wanted you to think Echelon is sports-biases.

SATAN: Unsure, neighbor; I do know from the card released, it was from Mars.

NEIGHBOR: What, the card projected-down to ya had some Martian insignia?

SATAN: Yeah, it had tiny hologram print of the Red Planet, like on credit-cards!

NEIGHBOR: That's 'rich'; for Echelon's jewelry (Facebook-like).

SATAN: For doubt (Heaven/Hell)?

Well, Amlan Satan didn't know what to think now, for Echelon/America/Earth. His 'contact' experience one night on Earth post-blogging and smoking concerning Buffalo-town sports (football!) trading-cards left an imprint of some eerie consciousness of Martians spying on us for Selfie-life (hmmm). Amlan promptly decided to post another blog about his 'fantastic' new-gen Bills-QB star-rookie card and wrote, "Beings from other galaxies might think our Earthling/American game of cleats, grits, teamwork, investments, and Super Bowl ads make for the superstition of capitalism's (basic) jeans...if only for one electron."

Friends, there in his idyllic suburbia-haven (Echelon) in a pocket of the American Homeland (Jersey), Mr. Amlan Satan had found special superstitions 'shields' for blogging (liberally) about his TV-culture 'reflection' Bills-QB card 'trophy' and buried the hologram-print old-gen Buffalo-football card projected-down to him by UFO he was frozen by one late-night on Earth. Amlan decided to get himself a gardening-education book from Barnes & Noble and began to learn about how to grow a lemon-garden for a project 5-yr. fruition image for social media blogs about sports-cards and home-life on Earth. Would the UFO return (for jellyfish)? What do you think (for leviathan/uncertainty)?

"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)