Dreams of Porcelain

Descendant of Nazi-trapped gypsy craftsman re-presents (discovered) journal-account of ancestor finding 'knit' resilience in complete-weakness.

Fictional Nazi time (WWII) account. 

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

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"I discovered my ancestor's buried journal of his wandering-gypsy account of being 'caged' by a Nazi woman, a woman of fields and strict adherence to all norms and darkness of that evil period in Earth-history for records. My ancestor was apparently taken from the streets as a sighted craftsman, a real gypsy in fact, and turned into a subjugated housekeeper-man and cook by the Nazi woman (unnamed in the journal). My ancestor recounted in the journal I found special experience tears and the Hell of resilience in a time on Earth when the psyche was challenged by 'extra credit' forms of life-survival creative thinking for no 'good' scale of hope. These are excerpts from his accounts, with image for thought/art, which I think you'd appreciate as a 21st-Century Earthling embracing some of the pillows of advanced civilization (e.g., Euro-TV)."

NAZI WOMAN: You're now my pretty little cook, gypsy-craftsman, ok.

MY ANCESTOR: I've no account for otherwise reaction in word, my governor.

NAZI WOMAN: You're rather tediously diligent I noted with pots/pans in house.

MY ANCESTOR: I'm to keep for your obedience prompt for my life's word, life.

NAZI WOMAN: Good...there's much labors to be done to be the soldier I need!

MY ANCESTOR: I have experienced your fondness of tapping my forehead, yes.

NAZI WOMAN: You understand your condition, gypsy-man, in this Inferno, yes?

MY ANCESTOR: Self-know.

NAZI WOMAN: I've premonition you'll be buried in a cemetery one visits, ha.

MY ANCESTOR: Perhaps I keep record of my own account for my descendant.

NAZI WOMAN: That's the right-word I anticipate from a craftsman of your kind!

MY ANCESTOR: There's little-room for my upward-flight in this nation of yours.

NAZI WOMAN: You speak smart with small adjective quantity, I like (ok).

MY ANCESTOR: I stay divided between your image of my tombstone and kitchen.

NAZI WOMAN: Good...there's no alternative-hope for your career or posterity.

MY ANCESTOR: That's your truth, my governor (self-know).

NAZI WOMAN: History will be afforded to your kind only by descendant-emotion.

MY ANCESTOR: I keep to your labor-prompt with quietness, for knots, then!

"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)