Weird Presidents

'Linguistic' eco-idealist narrates his own (dark) adventure-heist on Halloween for eco-gossip and inventions in mod-gems motions stories for both romance and dream-phobia(s).

A heist psyche portrait/fiction. Thanks for reading (Happy Thanksgiving-November, all) 

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

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"I started having this vicious dream-sleep vision after drinking to toast nightly my Halloween eco-vigilante heist of rumored/insured 'blood-diamonds' moved into a Detroit-city Western bank for black market gossip that drew Interpol-relation 'examination' eye for doubt. I thought about my theft-skill and how my friends from school would watch me try to make stealing-skills magic-theater and poke-fun that I was a 'mediocre thief' and I'd retort, 'hey, friends...if I'm mediocre, I ain't a great thief and hence not chased by a real mean cop (ha).' Well, this dream-vision I had post-heist on Halloween Day concerned my computer mouse, which I used to make eco-activism blogs about the value/sacredness of Earth-minerals mining in warlord zones in the East (as a Catholic-American immigrant/citizen), 'mutating' into a very stern and omen-delivering rat-king saying things to me about 'Weird-Presidents' (on US-currency bills!). Follow along, friends (Selfie-like) for leviathan/uncertainty."

SHELLEY: Weird Presidents (American)?
ME: Man, I tell you, my Halloween eco-vigilante deed made Detroit street-gossip!

SHELLEY: Well, that Ion-co. box your burned with an acid-gun was theater-talk.

ME: Everyone thought Baron Ion sent an 'insider' to make eco-insurance nonsense.

SHELLEY: Maybe you're a mediocre thief, Mr. Amlan Satan (ha).

ME: Hey, if I'm a mediocre thief, no mean cop shall be seeking me out (ha).

SHELLEY: You're the oddest Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American citizen on Earth!

ME: Facebook-like (Halloween's kings).

"Man, why didn't I have a dream-vision of my waitress-girlfriend (Shellye) appearing as a shadowy NFL-cheerleader telling me about my Barry Sanders rookie football trading-card for things of grass-fields optimism for eco-activism symbols? No, I had this rat-king dream about my computer-mouse screaming omens at me after I achieved that 'deed-hyperbole' of rumored/insured 'blood-diamonds' for black market stories (for doubt)."

ECO-FANZINE (Dartmouth): Chemical weapon gun and glass-animal toys placed?

ME (Mr. Amlan Satan): I'm a Slovak-Algerian Catholic fan of grass-fields (NFL).

ECO-FANZINE: Are you the 'famous' Shadow who made that Halloween-heist?

ME: I've been having a strange dream-sleep vision or a rat-king with omens, ha.

ECO-FANZINE: Says to you, "You're a mediocre thief...maybe eco-terrorist."

ME: Hey, if I'm a mediocre thief, no mean cop should wanna 'mark' me, ha.

ECO-FANZINE: Maybe you'll have a dream about your lady as Maid Marian, fool.

ME: Maybe when Shelley and I get to Brussels for a waffle-dive, we forget acid.

ECO-FANZINE: That's modern chemical warfare 'know' (Facebook-like).

ME: Thanx (Selfie-like).

SHELLEY: Mashed potatoes for my Brussels/Belgium hubby now (ha).

ME (Mr. Amlan Satan): I knew you'd be happier a Belgian with waffles, Shelley!

SHELLEY: Eco-warfare almost jaded you, fool.

ME: Well, these mashed-potatoes are godly, Shelley (thanx).

SHELLEY: Man, I had a nightmare you'd end up like IRA-recruit (damn).

ME: I had a weirder dream about a rat-king warning me about USD-currency.

SHELLEY: Weird Presidents (American quiet).

ME: God's know-good (Selfie-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)