American Shadows

A man converses darkness with his psychiatrist post-deed of escapism from a hellmouth for a shocking 'revelation' of a witch-hideout message.

A psyche-deformity of family value proportions, inspired by varied media/movies (American tones). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no ties to any representative person(s)/body and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' translation). 

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PSYCHIATRIST: You shot your father with your homemade acid gun on Xmas.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I felt myself becoming a vampire to deal with Emit (alcohol).

PSYCHIATRIST: He'd become a distant-man in your shared Homeland-Jersey home!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I fled the 'scene' post-deed and promised Ezzy was now safe.

PSYCHIATRIST: You acted-out against your Christian-faith for a Selfie-leviathan.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Selfie-like (ok).

PSYCHIATRIST: What concerns me here/now/most is your deeper visions now.

SATAN (Amlan): I'm not lying...I saw some witch-specter, doll-like (eerie!).

PSYCHIATRIST: While you negotiated the brain in you to strike-out, you saw evil?

SATAN: This witch specter of message was like a messenger under the stairs!

PSYCHIATRIST: You acted-out to envision your brain recreating a residence-image.

SATAN: I know that standard Freud-stuff; my Christian-IQ drew the witch (to me!).

PSYCHIATRIST: You're saying that your Homeland-Jersey town-house was illusions.

SATAN: Selfie-like (sure!).

PSYCHIATRIST: Tell me about Ezzy.

SATAN (Amlan): My lady-hawk; girlfriend; angel-of-bedrest, doc.

PSYCHIATRIST: You dared not bring her home to greet/meet your alcoholic daddy!

SATAN: You said it...I fashioned myself a vampire-warrior for Xmas-escape, doc.

PSYCHIATRIST: You said it...and Ezzy was your Rapunzel of distances (ok).

SATAN: That witch-specter whispering to me was an added voice-narcotic.

PSYCHIATRIST: Leviathan (Selfie-like).

PSYCHIATRIST: Why acid?
SATAN (Amlan): Chemistry...blood-work...fathers-sons psychology (ok?).

PSYCHIATRIST: You'll never return to your home?

SATAN: To see Emit...or what witch-doll?

PSYCHIATRIST: This 'witch' specter ('under-your-stairs') is some chemical-itch?

SATAN: Maybe she's Carmen (ha).

PSYCHIATRIST: Maybe you're Ronald DeFeo (wow).

JOURNAL: "The man, the American Christian (Catholic!)...traverses the spaces of memory in his American Homeland 'environment' for his incomplete-distances readings to the 'leviathan' of wrought family-value 'consciousness' for blood-work and transcendence and forgiveness/forgetting...and he recounts a witch-specter 'doll-like' vision of ghostly-message, a 'woman-under-the-stairs' of an alcoholism 'fused' Homeland-Jersey town-house...where the Freudian (Christian?) image of defiance maybe blends with the immortal (vampire?) self-representation of (undeniable) 'chemical' cheerleaders (for the Ego)."

"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)