Lucifer: Auto Focus

A Story by Abishai100

Man presents his (secret) time-capsule retelling of his 'examination' of Earth-realm capitalism arms-of-diary with a challenging Devil.

A tale of incomplete-lines to world-traffic architecture metaphysics sensitization in this time of great social media culture layering, featuring the avatar of Lucifer (rebel-fallen angel in Christian mythology). Happy Summer all (and thanks for reading),

DISCLAIMER: This work of religion/mythology fiction offers no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Kentucky Derby) and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' translation).

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I was working in the social media sector of my post-9/11 era Western (American Homeland) age of incomplete-distances readings for the 'sport' of commerce secured globalism-rhetoric for infrastructures of transit/traffic hospitality securities concerning capitalists, bureaucrats, writers, and social critics when I was approached by the fallen-angel Lucifer (Satan, the Devil, adversary of mankind/God) who sought to make me some anti-Christian cyber-messenger or 'aide' in his End-Times campaign to pronounced new millennium 'troubles' like terrorism, the Coronavirus, and the Russo-Ukrainian War/invasion. I wondered if I was some Selfie-environment 'witness' for Earth-realm intrigue in everyday-life/consumerism.

LUCIFER: Make you my voice-box for worldly complications, I shall, for awards.

ME: I doubted I was anything more than a society/civics poster or wanderer!

LUCIFER: Take interest in the 'IQ' of such matter; you study the heavens-value.

ME: Sounds like that type-cinema for man's fascination with mezzanines, Satan.

LUCIFER: As a Catholic-citizen of the American Homeland, you're Selfie-cute.

ME: Well...Selfie-like (hmmm).

Lucifer was once considered a beautiful angel of sharp wit and acidic consultation-critique 'face' in the Kingdom of Heaven, pre-deeds of rebellion and exile by God and his archangel Michael who learned of Lucifer's 'agenda' to corrupt Paradise (Earth) and seek wars of experimentation in defiance of God and Michael's pronounced swords of individualism prayers (wow). After the War in Heaven and the fall of this fallen-angel of rebellion, Lucifer became 'Satan' and banded with his loyalists-rebels (other fallen-angels, like Moloch) to forward a timeless motion to create complexity/intrigue in civilization, while we human fools (men/women) advanced our ideas about creative designs and 'troubles' with crime and profit and governance (cute!). What did Lucifer (Satan, the Devil) want with me (now), for a 'Facebook-culture' topology? I had to wonder. This time-capsule retelling, which I'm burying in my New England home-town backyard shall be found by future-world scientists/thinkers who may find the Reason behind this metaphysics drawing of pronounced 'sports' adjectives (for the Ego?).

LUCIFER: Are you a fan of the capitalism 'race' of games, man?

ME: I like horse-racing and the ideas behind competition-windows for symbolism!

LUCIFER: Aha, Super Bowl TV-ad revenue culture and the Kentucky Derby online?

ME: Things like that (surely) invoke that capitalism 'arms' image of hospitality, ok.

LUCIFER: What if I cited your work with that Derby-horse upstart racer company?

ME: Arklow, the once small-time rookie who became a millionaire horse company?

LUCIFER: You know it; you selected Arklow at Churchill-Downs...and he'd won!

ME: And he won other things, after that micro-triumph in Kentucky (sure).

LUCIFER: Spin a novel concept...Arklow's Interceptors for a capitalist-securities.

ME: If I refuse, and continue to simplify my world-grid IQ for diner-chat?

LUCIFER: You must claim a strengthening school to evade this wage, man.

ME: That I shall (Facebook-like), Satan (ok).

LUCIFER: Good.

I broke-free of Lucifer's daring and dark 'wage' for Earth-realm 'examination' by insisting I'd create my own novel concept about capitalism race upstart-racer company (Arklow!) dodecahedrons for sportsmanship-intrigue in the new millennium. I won the Pulitzer (Arklow's Downs). Perchance the discoverers of this buried time-capsule retelling will think on how the 'alien-consciousness' of Earth-world life and art makes for the 'cleats' of inventive social-net decimals (for the Ego!).