Leviathan: The Rink

Portrait of cyber/Selfie age fitness and athletics 'consciousness' concerning ice-hockey distances, homeschooling, and superstitions of changelings.

A sports media fan love-letter to ice-hockey. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of sports fanfiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body (e.g., EA-Sports) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations). 

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I knew my life was stranger, now that I was making cyber-homeschooling representations of the world of social media and world-tech and toys for access to net-activity for intuitions/imagery of the Earthling variety, for sportsmanship and hospitality and superstitions for securities feelings in Western (American Homeland) confidence, and maybe it was distance from darkness, even if fiction/synthetic!

I knew I was interested in the concept of 'leviathan' (term signifying an ancient sea-beast of chaos/unpredictability/waves) as I pursued this indoor-life representation for my cyber-homeschooling presentations for Earthling adjective (wow). I knew I wanted to focus my attention to the socialized access to the micro-culture of Western ice-hockey, purchased through video-game imagery, for varied teams/forces for bias or competitive windows, even Selfie-like.

GIRLFRIEND: This is what you want for Valentine's, now?

ME: Surely is, darling; it's synthesized fitness for the universe of the made-rink.

GIRLFRIEND: Synthesized consciousness, boyfriend.

ME: You said it right; but it's great for bread/fruit (for the Ego!).

GIRLFRIEND: You need a shrink (damn).

Maybe she (my-darling) was right. Maybe I was recreating the universe of social activity with video-game ice-rinks for reflection or imprint of my cyber-homeschooling venture/arms for the Ego or the psyche. Boy, was it a treat, and it felt like real life, doubtless (hmmm).

I used to watch YouTube videos of the incredible string of Stanley Cup trumpets of the Islanders (of NY!) as the decade shifted into the Big '80s of consumerism tech/toys/market/networks explosion, way before the advent of the Internet (wow). Now, I wanted to recreate this sort of contest-window for cyber-education and synthesized universe of fitness-consciousness for the health of the Earthling chandelier (sure).

GAMER: Wow, you're pretty good with that Calgary force, pal.

ME: You're not so shabby with your Windy-City offering(s), pal.

GAMER: Seems we've become the adjective-pair for synthetics Cup-fantasy (ha).

ME: Canadians do it better, no?

GAMER: That's an incomplete sentence (fair).

Who'd I become, with this cyber-universe consciousness for representations of the rink of Western (American Homeland) fitness fantasy? Was ice-hockey a translation of cyber-language somehow (for me, or others)? Was I closer to the examination of 'leviathan' for Earthling distances of intelligence/greatness (for the Ego)? Maybe I'd synthesize contests on my Xbox that would somehow forecast future Stanley Cup winners (hmmm). This was at least, certainly, some Selfie-charge (for an Earthling thorax).

"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)