Mail: Kilojoules

Time-capsule tell of a man narrating his quest for American Dream kinetics and discovery of a smoky mail-order-bride vampire siren-girl sending him on a kaleidoscope 'qualia' quest for gravity.

Vampire media. Happy end-of-Summer, all 

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"Friends, I had moved from the East to the West and settled into Boston-town (New England) as a sports-culture/markets investor and found varied American football trading-cards for negotiated superstitions smiles and storyteller-share in the American Homeland and decided my good-fortune of that proverbial American Dream afforded me the chance-light to find a mail-order-bride from the East, seeking the same dreams that came to me through research and opportunism and the body-move of mod-Earthling Selfie culture keratin (Facebook-like!)."

"Well, the special trading-card I found, a cool Cali-West athlete-trophy memento of a great career-toasting tight-end star who was Hall of Fame caliber and won the Heisman trophy as a Notre Dame college-athletics celebrity, was the right-stuff to celebrate while seeking a mail-order-bride from my home-hemisphere of Eastern Earth, to share what made the American Dream so research-rich for my quest for things of Selfie-coffee and keratin. The mail-order-bride I connected with from the East, Esha, decided I had become a Blue-Planet diplomat 'prince' of things of sports-competition 'IQ' and investment-enrichment keratin for the Ego (Facebook-like!).'

ESHA: Good to be here in the American Homeland, hubby.

ME: You're the right bride for me, Esha dear (ok!).

ESHA: Settled into your Boston-town haven for cyber-posting, ok!

ME: Well, you seemed richly interested in my football-cards for capital.

ESHA: You're an American Dream prince, fool.

ME: What's your story, Esha (hmmm)?

ESHA: I'm a vampire, fool.

ME: What?
ESHA: You normal humans drink water for vitality; I drink human blood.
ME: You're a vampire...a cannibal!

ESHA: We vampires are not merely cannibals, fool.

ME: Why'd you mark me as your mail-order-companion, vampire?

ESHA: Let's say I wanted a 'game' of the American Dream.

ME: Depart from my company (Facebook-like!).

"Friends, my mail-order-bride 'misadventure-hyperbole' came to this time-capsule secrecy re-tell I'm burying in my Boston-town backyard for future-world archaeology to make sense of my 'mark' of some thing of my 21st-Century Selfie 'culture' of incomplete-arts of commerce/lifestyle pillows for Selfie-made dreams of the Ego. Esha, a vampire, blood-immortal, made mark of my things of American activity and declared me a prince of the West to make 'game' out of ambitions/daydreams; she then flew-away and fled to Detroit, and I had the compulsion to track her there, with my Holy-Water loaded water-guns. I was now a full-fledged Van Helsing like vampire-exorcist, seeking Earthling 'dominion' stand post-error of drawing a cannibal-vampire to my American Homeland. I dunno if I'll ever find Esha (again); but I do know my (ongoing!) Selfie-research has the blood-mark of all things of Earth realm kinesthesia (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)