Cursed Photo Shop {Wide Restoration}

View of exorcism-oriented self-therapy for incurred angst/frailty on Earth, revealing an unusual religion-linked 'illusion' of simple relief.

An offbeat narrative of self-imposed exorcism 'consciousness' for the humble human being of mod-Earth. Inspired loosely by the Exorcist franchise. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' translation). 

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I was working with my computer mouse on my desktop in New England, happily playing with it, having been gifted the computer-set from my psychiatrist at Bellview for immediate self-art therapy, suing a Graphics Equator for special simile shape-constructions reflecting my paranoia that perceptible forms of Earth, in cities and forests, would be linked to interesting (or frightening!) shapes of similarity and/or or size-manipulation. I made shapes of all kinds on my Graphics Equator 'toy' with my mouse and wanted to find some idealized canonized form or image of something truly deep and complicating/complicated for a Selfie-culture intelligence appealing to any sane New England citizen.

I wasn't always at Bellview. I was once at a hostel-station as a worldly businessman, working and enjoying life in a hotel TV-lounge, happily watching Bloomberg-TV, as a profound investor, when I snapped...which is how I landed in Bellview. Now, I wanted some image of the real world to make on my Graphic Equator, a simile or metaphor for self-art therapy, to remember my hostel-station/hotel from my business-work normal prior life with more Selfie-laughter (sure).

So, I found the right-stuff item of object or beautiful real 'trophy' of Earth for my Graphic Equator mouse-hunt (yes). It was a very unusual crafted sculpture creation of one manifestation or 'avatar' of the adversarial Devil (Lucifer/Satan), the enemy of Paradise, according to widespread Christian mythology (for the Ego!). I made similarity-shapes, and some of different size-scales for humor or sadness, of this 'trophy' from the real world and religion; and then...it came alive (to me)...just like that (Selfie-like!).

SATAN (the Devil): Doubt I'm whispering something (anything!) of value (to you), sir?

ME: You call out to me, through my doll-rendering of your sculpture-image, Satan.

SATAN (the Devil): I could spread the note to your doc that you've become evil.

ME: That's alarming; I'm merely seeking self-art therapy for restorations in spirits!
SATAN (the Devil): Hey, you made me (Graphic Equator), remember?

ME: What, you'll have my shrink's 'legion' march in to find me in wheelchair/graffiti?

SATAN (the Devil): Why not...for isn't art therapy simply a delusion (for eternity)?

ME: I doubt that; so does my God (if I choose to believe in God); I'm my own soul.

SATAN (the Devil): Perhaps this is just a test, offered by a 'specter' of fake-rooms!

ME: That's tricky, Satan...perchance we've reached some humility (for art's horror).

SATAN (the Devil): Perhaps, sir...farewell (Selfie-like).

The Devil departed from my consciousness, and I returned to my own private/therapeutic arts (on my Graphic Equator!) with my handy-dandy mouse (ha). My shrink was pleased, and I kept my secret, or perhaps the Devil's secret (or both!). I was gifted some absinthe from another patient who had it smuggled in by a family-visitor to Bellview. I thought about my computer-mouse...and thoughts of those proverbial (prophetic?) 'people beneath the floor' or those 'under-the-stairs' of the great religious estate of Earth's private prayer-housing and fortune...and I wondered if the true evil or mystery of this universe concerned simplified charming dolls (for the exorcist or liar).

"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)