Vampire's Reason

What's the rationality behind human realm arrows/consciousness for a wandering teacher whose 'examination' with a vampire-lady yields digital confidence?

A vampire yarn. Thanks for reading! 

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I was visiting Transylvania for an autumn study of vampire community superstitions for my new cyber-anthropology homeschooling project for my New England teachers online circle (NewActivision) when I'd been approached by an actual vampire-queen, a sorceress-siren named Endymion, who insisted I listen to her pleas of why I became a teacher and not a professional to administer civilization images of fortune and leviathan (wow).

ENDYMION: You strike me as a prince of many talents since youth, sir.

ME: Perhaps I am, but this Romanian journey is one of simply vampire-IQ.

ENDYMION: You're some anthropologist, prince?

ME: I'm just a cyber-teacher and part-time telemarketer from Boston-town.

ENDYMION: I can sense you've the mark of many gifts since youth, sir.

ME: You're half-right; I've been into sports and music and philosophy.

ENDYMION: instead of becoming a pro-athlete or celeb, you sought teaching?

ME: You're half-right; I'd a crippling injury that ended my sports philosophy.

ENDYMION: So, you became a philosophical teacher and sports coach instead?

ME: You're right, Lady Endymion; I became a Selfie-culture life confidence man.

ENDYMION: You're a telemarketer, cyber-teacher, and sports-coach (hockey).

ME: You're right, Lady Endymion; administration substituted for pro-Selfie IQ.

ENDYMION: Well, you've become a prince of 'adaptation' diplomacy.

ME: For vampires?

I was at a special hostel-station in Romania (Inn-Express) and met this vampire-lady (Endymion) who'd been idling in the TV-lounge thinking of civilization arms of fortune/science and the Holy-Water and garlic-reasonings that warded off her treat-threat strikes against the grains of our human realm (wow). Endymion wanted to test my faith, to see if I was happy becoming a teacher/coach and never attaining those 'celebrity-images' of world pro-stages, given my sports career ending injury in college (at Dartmouth) and my inevitable decision to become a part-time teacher instead of a publicized philosopher/artist, for world infrastructure 'design' advocacy (Selfie-like!).

Endymion continued to be my inquisitor, demanding to know my 'level' of happiness and religiosity and if my Catholic faith helped me transcend any personal/private regret of American Dream proverbial compromise en-route to becoming a humbled teacher/worker rather than a celebrity or stage-representative of the West (American Homeland). She struck me as suave and incisive, a fashion-world styled sharply-dressed social media 'challenger' of world/life/culture standards and norms, which is (precisely) what a vampire-lady would present herself as to some wandering teacher/philosopher/exorcist I thought (hmmm). Was this Facebook-like?

ME: I've this special sports-culture athlete (Jim Harbaugh), Lady Endymion.

ENDYMION: Intrigue, prince; I know of him/it (Topps rookie diamond!).

ME: Harbaugh was a respected/formidable QB before becoming a coach.

ENDYMION: He showcased much media/TV 'shine' as a coach, sir!

ME: You said it; I think of this card as a vanity-shield for my own dream.

ENDYMION: Since you never became a pro/celebrity but a coach/teacher?

ME: You said it, Lady; Harbaugh was a great QB (actually); his coach-IQ stands.

ENDYMION: As you (yourself) envision non-celeb 'coaching' a human blood.

ME: You said it, Lady; as I pursue my vampire-anthropology exam for pupils.

ENDYMION: This Harbaugh-card 'vanity-shield' is some religion vitamin, no?

ME: Perchance there's 'space' on Earth for blood-creatures and priests.

ENDYMION: Selfie-like (damn).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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