Isobel*

A rich tale about daring capitalism-valor and the darkness created by an 'unholy adversary' of 'dummy' proportions.

A capitalism love-fable inspired by Capitalism: A Love Story, with a 'touch' of mythological dichotomy. 

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Western civilization divinity imagery mosaics in the cyber-world (Net) were filled with lush shapes/avatars re-presenting socialized new era ideas about controlled religious-philosophy doctorates!

In this very 'punk' arena of wrought intellectualism, a blood-diamond guerrilla-operationalist with Interpol-relations working with FIRA/FOH named Amlan Satan (code-name: Storm-Shadow was robbing baron bank safe-boxes and performing toy-gem swaps with media irony and was hailed as a real-life James Bond, erecting vigilance towards capitalism-maze vigilance.

STORM-SHADOW: To achieve real magic in governance/capitalism, you have to think like a 'wild child' of Earth-dream.

Now, Storm-Shadow had one weakness only in this James Bond modern vigilance-mission --- the lovely gold-woman Isobel. This siren of hell worked for the ruthless blood-diamond baron in Frankfurt named Goldfinger. Isobel was as dark as she was gorgeous, a goldilocks of doom with poison-potions designed to make any James Bond fall to his knees, simply wondering if the siren he'd beheld was a messenger of simplified escape from the harsh realities of irreconcilable corruption!

ISOBEL: I'm no actress; I mean what I say, and I come off as unbelievably intelligent; hence, Storm-Shadow's met his match.

It's true; Isobel is no maudlin-thespian like the valiant Storm-Shadow; in fact, she's the golden Medusa of modern times, and there's only one concept that can deter this bossy b***h --- the purity behind real espionage-detection.

STORM-SHADOW: I'm going to scandalize Isobel in the cyber-world with avatar-arts re-presenting her as a 'depression' thief.

For Storm-Shadow to really/truly succeed, he must cast the mysterious 'Isobel' in a bottomless pit where the colored Golems-gargoyles of civilization dance (e.g., college-sports media!) can't be sullied by the modern invention of capitalism-deformity.

To achieve such a titan-feat, Storm-Shadow has to arguably liken the golden Isobel with the elusive/ominous Green Dragon of envy/wrath, an underworld serpent-figurine who symbolizes all the strange energy of capitalism's rich paranoia. How else would one cast a modern siren-woman of gold in a useful axis of philosophical civilization distancing?

DRAGON: You intend to re-present vice through the lens of predictability?
STORM-SHADOW: Nothing's usual about the oddness of dreams.
DRAGON: Is there really a 'medicine' for this modern era deformity about vice?
STORM-SHADOW: Sure; that medicine is simply the honest casting of diamonds!
DRAGON: Diamonds?
STORM-SHADOW: Yes, sir; diamonds are a girl's best friend.
DRAGON: You can't cure global darkness with magazine ads, friend.
STORM-SHADOW: False; you can address diagonals with forms of distancing.
DRAGON: Is Isobel your shadow?
STORM-SHADOW: The gold woman of the underworld is a messenger of doctorates!
DRAGON: How then must we contend with the allure of temptation in this war over capitalism?
STORM-SHADOW: We have to keep faith in the 'toys' of consumerism gifts.

It was humbling for the valiant Storm-Shadow to learn that all this capitalism intrigue boiled down really to simplified holiday-season shopping...and dating.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)