Should One Kite-Fly

War and 'emoji' restorations questing highlight a language/art tale of incomplete-distances readings of a 'prince' of Earth realm negotiating troubles of heart-and-lemonade.

A Vietnam-set Earthling psyche-story of 'metaphysics-allusion' proportion, for social media relevance. Happy Summer Saturday, all (thanks for reading), 

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Amlan Satan had found a great read for Earthling sensitive intelligence after first moving to the American Homeland as a Slovak-Algerian immigrant-turned-citizen, as a young boy, growing up with a fascination with Olympics hockey and American baseball cards, before he was drafted into the Vietnam War (self-understood!).

DIARY: War is Hell; I feel like a Roman Centurion, trying to return to the States and reintegrate into a Western 'world' with negotiations of TV-comforts surrounded by war-protest 'culture' and thinking of the darkness-hyperbole of magnetized into a struggle of civil-war(s) significance not appealing to the American patriot (ethnic or otherwise!) un-intrigued by an 'exotic' allusion of human-kind divisions of leviathan/uncertainty (for erasure).

Satan (Amlan) decided, by a turn-of-jitters, to return to the 'world' of Vietnam, this time as a Wall-St. fortune-earned investor of sports 'culture' post-return to the American Homeland following the division of horror that was the catalysis/causality of the communism-'gardening' of Earthling checking of the Vietnam War (ok). He decided to try his hand at languages of hockey fanfare for emerging (social) media 'culture' and found a personalized interest in things of field goals for Earthling intuition of (simplified) check. He felt, for the first time, like a world-citizen (for chances-talkies!).

BIAN: Good boat-ride, Satan (ha).

AMLAN: I'm a fan of ice-hockey, Lemieux (etc.).

BIAN: You're older-and-wiser, and richer, and marrying (me!).

AMLAN: I'd not think I'd fall for a young Vietnamese princess.

BIAN: This water-of-Vietnam has you tying hockey with art-of-bread, ha.

AMLAN: Good for facing jitters, Bian (thanx).

Amlan Satan had found it all, with Bian, his princess of Vietnam; but post settling into that war-remembered hot nation had also enhanced his Catholic spiritualism (for doubts!). Bian, a calendar-lady in that Eastern 'world' of developing/negotiated street-life 'IQ' for commerce-contracts with non-communist countries now, had become a special jewel for Amlan Satan; and he relished in Western (American) investments in simplified juries/duties (e.g., Good Morning Vietnam).

BIAN: For me (or you?).

AMLAN: It's a Centurion (from Rome).

BIAN: You've pasted a 'classic' rendering with your crayon child's piece.

AMLAN: For leviathan/uncertainty...for growing up with jellyfish, ha.

BIAN: Life's a theater, shadow-puppets for magicians, with Hell on Earth, fool.

AMLAN: That's understanding, princess...maybe I've become DC's Flash (ok).

BIAN: For doubt (cool).

"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)