One Sin: United Kingdom Thursday (Part 2)

A Story by Abishai100

A Robin Hood poised eco-thief vigilante narrates his own humbling escapism post-discovery of romance with a possible IRA-girl in a world of 'consciousness' (trilogy).

A world activity/politics superstitions trilogy, set in the UK (fiction).

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

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"So there I was thinking how to coordinate my mind for all the varied Selfie-image I had made for myself as a varied person of thoughts/actions, Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American eco-activist turned 'super' thief-vigilante in the mod-UK, a blood-diamond operationalist trying to detangle some dark black market cleats made by smugglers-roads destabilizing pluralism-commerce intelligence in the Parliament affecting Catholics/Protestants for a new 21st-Century economics insurance 'know' for bread/fruit (ok). Of course, that wasn't my final transformation, as I then met the darling Catholic street-girl Ezzy who challenged my humility and made think of the thought of escapism from all this Robin Hood oriented fantasy/work for simple love (or lust for loneliness!). This was almost Facebook-like."

EZZY: So, you're back to Boston-town (New England), without me.

ME: That's a final exam?

EZZY: I'm not departing from my smugglers-vehicles destroyer work for arm.

ME: That's a final exam?
EZZY: Look, you simply got swept-away by varied mod-UK 'troubles' of diamonds.

ME: Well, you became my Maid Marian (for image!), Ezzy.

EZZY: You got lustful for loneliness, Mr. Amlan Satan, nothing more (ok?).

ME: You fell for me too, Ezzy (no?).

EZZY: Maybe this is just sideshow-love for our new Earth of 'troubles' football.

ME: That's a final exam?

EZZY: You had some dream-sleep vision of a tangled Cupid for your escapism, ok?

ME: That's a final exam.

EZZY: Well, there's no room for idle Cupid and Robin Hood campfires these days.

ME: So, I should have a dream-sleep vision of an IRA-like girl becoming wife.

EZZY: That's a final exam...but it ain't me, Mr. Amlan Satan (ha).

ME: This isn't such a child-like dream...but it's humility (cinema-like).

EZZY: Earth's football (Facebook-like).

"When I was a boy, I used to read adventure war comics and enjoyed fantasy-adventure cartoons on TV, growing up in the States (ok). I didn't think I'd have some Christian 7-Sins adult-life 'jitters' of abandoning my Robin Hood eco-cause for Earth-minerals circulations integrity affecting pluralism-economics talks in mod-UK Parliament for populations (Catholics/Protestants) simply because I felt lonely and felt the sinful-pangs of basic man lust (for Ezzy!). That's just what happened, however, and she started to feel more like Snow-White and less like Maid Marian. I just wanted out and wanted to take Ezzy with me to Brussels to manage a waffle-dive for retirement (Facebook-like!)."

"I did tell Ezzy, my Catholic love-girl I met in the UK, that I'd adapt this entire language art 'ordeal' into some future-time time-capsule buried-story about incomplete-arts of things of the human heart (ha). I thought I'd write about how she was more radical, with arm, than me, but that I was entranced by her physical features and sharpness and maybe (somewhat) by her 'cause' of mysteries (as I'd no clue if she really was IRA-blended for black market seizures then). Maybe I'd finish this writer's adaptation and dream of Ezzy as some comic book 'antiheroine' who became my lust-messenger, loneliness-muse, and Rapunzel of sorts of things of dangerous keratin (for the Ego!)."

TO BE CONTINUED...