Reincarnated: Electric Lawn Journey

Academic quartet of modernists think ancient-war poem relevance post-palmistry and are challenged by a lycanthrope with an equal-claim of reincarnation, for Earth's keep.

Mahabharata (Indian epic) adaptation/fanfiction. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative mythology adaptation 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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MARCUS: We're 'residents' of this hostel-hotel station as we meditate on fate, eh?

DANICA: We're post-readings pensive about ideas we're reincarnated gods, pals.

EZZY: Vyasa wrote the Mahabharata, a war-epic about rivaling angels/kings, ok.

AMLAN: So, if we're to take this palmistry-read seriously, that we're reborn gods?

MARCUS: What's the role we play then on 21st-Century Earth as war-angels of IQ?

DANICA: Maybe the palm-reader meant to make 'mark' of us as capitalism-artists!

EZZY: That's cool thought, but if we're advocates of war's defense, who's enemy?

AMLAN: I think at this hotel-lounge, watching NFL-TV, we think enemy's ours, ha.

MARCUS: Well, regardless of our ID for reincarnation, we stay modest for notes!

DANICA: This hotel-lounge TV time on this given Sunday makes me feel heroic!

EZZY: What if we're reborn war-Earth angels/gods, and our enemy's terrorist?

AMLAN: We keep chances open for this hostel-meditation, Facebook-like for arts.

MARCUS: Cool (Selfie-like).

The quartet of academic folks of the American Homeland, Marcus/Danica/Ezzy/Amlan, had their palmistry-fates read by a fortune-teller in New England who told them that they were somehow reincarnated angels/gods from the war-Earth ancient time depicted in Vyasa's legend-epic poem or rivalry-ornament, the Mahabharata; and this fate-read moved the quartet of academic thinkers to ponder, at their hostel/hotel TV-lounge on a given Sunday on Earth, who their challenger/adversary/rival would be, reborn (too!) to offer them some social media 21st-Century Selfie-culture language 'game' for pedestrianism/traffic 'kinesthesia' for doubt...and books. Follow along, friends (Facebook-like).

Amlan had driven them to their hotel-stay for fate-reading meditations in his cool mod-classic (rented) white auto for group-study focus and wondered if he and his pals were reborn angels/gods only to serve as Selfie-age defenders of things of commerce/traffic life conveniences for consciousness and magic (ok!). Ezzy wondered about the scope and visage of their (hypothetical) adversary/challenger who'd (also!) be reincarnated to resurrect some ancient-Earth war-time rivalry 'game' of machinery/witchboard evolution (for leviathan/uncertainty). The quartet soon discovered who this adversary reincarnated was, in the form of a werewolf-man who walked into their hotel-lounge as a paying-guest, intrigued by their modernism Blue-Planet notes about commerce/traffic lifestyle conveniences. He called himself Karna and praised Amlan for his parked rented mod-classic white auto for introduction (hmmm).

QUARTET: We're wondering why your claim of werewolf-stature is hypothesis!

KARNA: I'm pleased you disclosed your 'academic' journal notes on palmistry, ha.

QUARTET: We were 'informed' of our 'status' as reincarnated ancient-war gods!

KARNA: Well, I'm somehow that adversary-challenger reincarnated for your game.

QUARTET: Game, Karna?

KARNA: You know of the war-lyrics of Vyasa's epic-poem, concerning rivalry-Hell.

QUARTET: That's what we told you, here in this hotel TV-lounge on this Sunday.

KARNA: Well, you're clear Selfie-culture academics of things of lifestyle-arts, ok.

QUARTET: What's 'game' you bring as a reincarnated challenger mused by Vyasa?

KARNA: Let's say you're defender-modernists of Earth-grids motion evolution/IQ.

QUARTET: That's fair for some 'fare' alright, ok.

KARNA: I prophecy, as a claimed werewolf, of my challenge-cleat for viruses.

QUARTET: Internet viruses, and Internet hackers languages for tales, eh?

KARNA: You're advocates of 'things' of traffic-grid controls confidence, no?

QUARTET: Let's say we are...and you invoke cyber-instability graphics for Hell.

KARNA: That's the challenge 'game' language I bring here as a werewolf, for IQ.

QUARTET: You wish us to respond to your dark-reading of grid-frailties for arts.

KARNA: You say correct, ha.

QUARTET: The meds for cyber-grids frailty concerns toys batteries magic, no?

KARNA: Maybe you're right...and maybe you've countered my dark puns (ok).

QUARTET: Farewell...perhaps we adapt this electric-prayer into a story-write.

KARNA: Facebook-like (for Heaven/Hell).

"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)