Mr. Destiny

Narrated portrait of (American) sports-and-art (life) superstitions catering to a hospitality-reading for the defense(s) of outright (Homeland) direction.

A world-activity superstition tale featuring the 'nasty' horror avatar Creeper (Jeepers-Creepers) and inspired by Mr. Destiny (Michael Caine). 

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Let me tell you my account of my encounter with a stranger messenger from the dark-side of the universe, an immortal named Creeper who'd certainly draw social media commentary interest for horror-comics fans of the Homeland.

I'd been living in a Homeland-Jersey suburban town called Echelon as a live-in tenant home studio (cyber) artist with the Shaw family (Pennsylvania Dutch descended) and became friendly with them with my cyber-games skills which I shared avidly with their son/daughters after-school, when I wasn't busy working on my sports (cyber) paintings/shorts and admiring mod-Homeland photo-graphics for residential comforts(s).

MRS. SHAW: You've turned us on-to cyber-football/basketball, art-man!

HADLEY SHAW (daughter): Yeah, I love video-game life.

ME: Call me Video-Man.

I wrote online of my weekly Uber-transports to a local art 'hostel' (Wingate) station where I worked with resident/tenant artists who made flare-light paintings to complement or 'spice' lacrosse portraits for (American) books!

MARCUS: We're the nearly-perfect (Wingate) art-force for the book!

ME: We'd draw envy-eyes from Martian souls, for Facebook (wow).

How'd I become a cyber-world sports-artist? I used to be a neighborhood youth-sports coach but broke my middle-finger and decided to adapt my interest in social activity for a home-bred life-enrichment activity rather than outdoor sports/coaching, especially since I'd become a 40-something Algerian-American man of photo-journals (hmm).

MR. SHAW: Your splint's become the home-life symbol spirit of adapted art(s).

ME: You said it, sir; I've learned, since my childhood-days (Algiers) of bureaucracy.

I figured this nasty dark-side messenger (Creeper) wished to challenge my consciousness because of my extra credit inspiration skills for world-activity/sports/arts, and he was ironically (equally) interested in my 'hostel' (Wingate) co-artist team (Marcus, et. al). I told Creeper I liked recreating Super Bowl '23 'energizer-IQ for all its style-diligence contour graphics (hmm).

CREEPER: I seek a sports co-team football/basketball/lacrosse religion!

ME: I broke my finger; left outdoor-sports; became an indoor (Wingate) artist.

CREEPER: A tenant-artist in Echelon and  hostel-station trekker for co-team work!
ME: My (Wingate) team contours with my (own) sports-art with flare-lacrosse IQ.

CREEPER: I'd like your Homeland-Jersey team to make a Bowl-'23 adaptation art.

ME: For contours in Earthling-life flexibility for resilience to leviathan/malady.

CREEPER: Correct-o; for an 'American' expression to justify your race vanities!

ME: If I/we fail, Creeper (for bureaucracy)?

CREEPER: I shall decapitate your 'beloved' Hadleys (for bureaucracy/art).

ME: Damn (for bureaucracy).

We built that 'triumphant' art-fitness 'adaptation' work for a Homeland-Jersey Earthling 'expression' (to save the wonderful Hadleys) and reflected on the ghost-magic contour(s) of flare (light) shapes and sportsmanship for Bowl-'23 fanfare-sophistication for a 'defiance' of the nasty Creeper's adversarial 'Devil's Advocate' claim that social-net life/intelligence (in America) was somehow alienating/ill-fated (for bureaucracy!).

CREEPER: A parting-gift/trophy, hero.

ME: Why, thanx.

CREEPER: A Bowl='56 memoir for toast, hero.

ME: Perchance (me thinks) a 'bread' for bureaucracy-masters.

CREEPER: Keep secret.

ME: For the 'sake' of docs.

I made 'toast' for this art-trophy 'wrought' from the axes-hands of that 'nasty' Creeper with a world-exchange 'reflective' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to highlight what we (all) learned from this arguably 'dark' exchange with the (now self-exiled) 'leviathan-specter' from Hell --- incomplete-distances to hospitality-readings of the 'adaptive' charm of real-defiance for Earthling-life (and language-arts!).

"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)