Yale: Car Thursday MisterA Story by Abishai100Man on country-drive from Jersey-to-Orleans finds his 'machine' (Yale) is alive/haunted/conscious and ponders creatively about Earthling doubt.
A car-haunting vignette. Thanks for reading (Happy Summer, all)
---- ==== PSYCHIATRIST: You insist your new modern company-reinvention auto is haunted. MR. AMLAN SATAN: Language-arts has made me creative, but this is no paranoia! PSYCHIATRIST: You get into your car, wander around for your X-C drive, car talks? MR. AMLAN SATAN: I plan to drive all the way from New Jersey to New Orleans. PSYCHIATRIST: Well,Mister Patient...I do appreciate you contact me for sessions! MR. AMLAN SATAN: I need the medications, and I need you, doc (for the Ego). PSYCHIATRIST: Stay cool, and keep me abreast of what your car (Yake?) says. MR. AMLAN SATAN: I shan't fall into the Abyss with Earthling machine for Hell. PSYCHIATRIST: Good (Selfie-like). ![]() Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian deep-thinking journal man and creative writer, was happily on his new-line of cross-country American Homeland drive-journey in his new-purchased blue cool modern car-company resurrection line model auto and named the car (Yale). However, Satan started to hear the car (Yale) speak, as if it was possessed by a demon or spirit or had somehow magically come-alive like A.I. It frightened him but made him sensitized to his writing goals of taking country-drive feelings, from NJ to Orleans, into his brain and absorbing them to life-experience consciousness while warmly clothed in scarves and hats and sunglasses for Selfie-jitters (hmmm). ![]() PSYCHIATRIST: Taking respite-water and caffeine at the Inn-Express in the USA? MR. AMLAN SATAN: Watching football stuff on the lounge TV, doc (ok!). PSYCHIATRIST: Yale thoughts? MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm an Ivy-League grad, doc...this isn't supposed to happen. PSYCHIATRIST: No one else knows about Yale, Mister Patient? MR. AMLAN SATAN: I almost blurted it to a beautiful waitress I thought to love. PSYCHIATRIST: Aha, but you feared your car would be furious about distractions! MR. AMLAN SATAN: By the time I get to New Orleans, I'd rather Mardi-Gras life. PSYCHIATRIST: Yale is calling you to blend machinery with wisdom (maybe). MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm worried for my brain; Yale is 'American' (Facebook-like!). PSYCHIATRIST: Stay cool (Selfie-like). ![]() Would you believe Mr. Satan got all the way to New Orleans for this American Homeland drive-journey of incomplete-arts of machinery-sanity (Yale)? His car kept talking to him, as if it was alive (somehow); but he was now thinking about normal American/Earthling 'religion' like Halloween and Mardi Gras (Facebook-like). What did Yale want? What did the car-love of Satan (Amlan) have to do with an other-dimension message-hearing for leviathan/uncertainty? Was he to change his life or continue therapy-for-writing (Selfie-like)? What do you think (self-materialism)? ![]() "Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). ==== "Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes) © 2025 Abishai100Reviews
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