Vietnam: Between War & Microscope(s)

Vietnam War placed American-man accounts for a stranger detour and forced experiment empiricism in a (secret/dark) time-capsule write for Earth-things quiz.

Vietnam War fiction/fantasy noir, in-between my comics/vigilante series. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of war-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).

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"I found myself in the richly lush and darkly troubled fields of the Vietnam War as a Slovak-Algerian Catholic-Bostonian 2nd-gen immigrant cast into the Blue Planet maelstrom of manmade jitters of things capitalist, democracy, socialist, superstition, civil-war, and foreign/exotic/faraway divisions of Heaven/Hell perhaps for home-return social/media commentary (self-like)."

COMMANDER: Just don't think about it, American.

ME: I can't just brush it (all) away like it's a computer simulation, sir.

COMMANDER: American, you're here to not-discriminate for enemy-downs, ok?
ME: I'm to mow down these Vietnamese (socialist) adversaries regardless of ID?

COMMANDER: Don't take time/note to note if the field-enemy is man or woman.

ME: Or Martian, sir (self-like).

"Friends, I'm relaying this war-field(s) tale of unusual experience because of the detour my soldier-path found me in during the awful Vietnam War, a war waged for democracy-rhetoric and molded into a civil-war condition in which (we) Americans (simply) couldn't ('statistically') determine if enemy-soldiers were dug-into towns and fields as civilians/farmers/women...or hellraisers with concealed weapons of darkness (damn). That detour I refer to took me and some of my field-compatriots into the fortress-lair of a dark-heart private warlock who insisted he wished to make experiment of some American-soldier experience outside the mainstream/overground frames of POW-camps imagery (for cartoons/comics maybe)."

WARLOCK: You're a fine Blue Planet diplomat, American.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: You've found your-way into my fort-maze for my experiment.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: You're to note your experience here and then return for note.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: You're to run through this wall-maze I've made, holding an 'angel' (IQ).

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: This 'angel' is a beautiful woman in costume/mask...armed with acid.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: You shall note 'deformity'; return for time-capsule account of demons.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: My experiment concerns a soldier's frame for a cartoon-eye, ha.

ME: Sure (I think).

WARLOCK: Let's see if you've got the 'sabbatical'-helmet (for art), American.

ME: Sure (I think).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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