Kingdom Phototype

Alien communicator inquires of an Earthling book-guy's world-intuition for what's simplified energy for plural bias.

Alien/existential media (my next-to-last I think in a series of book-shop owner philosophy-shorts featuring the same identical intro or prologue followed by variances in alien/invader inquiries of Earthling complexity). Happy Thanksgiving (and thanks for reading)! 

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I was working at a Western bookstore and thinking deeply about the languages of literacy for social media culture handshakes for pedestrian thoroughfare and hospitality-readings and cast myself as a sort of Earthling intelligence interpreter for my book-shop collections of human race reflection imagery for thought (Facebook-like!).

Maybe that's why I was contacted suddenly by an eerie Martian who went by the unusual name Zel and who insisted my work with book-shop languages for Earthling cleats drew the inquiring alien to my Earthling culture of Rationalism, profits, depression, energizer-IQ, network axes, and superstitions of tremors or troubles. Zel wanted to present inquisitive words of Earth race sovereignty defense-claims and offer unique views on the 'examination' of what made our Blue-Planet world both sensitized...and discrete.

ZEL: Thanks for conferring with me, man of Earth (ha).

ME: You claim you're an alien inquirer of certain IQ for me?

ZEL: I want to know of your view for conditions of extremes, man.

ME: I'm a book-shop fellow and know of the variety of text-sales!

ZEL: Well, do you wonder of the qualia of customer-eye for variance?

ME: Variance, Zel?
ZEL: Well, life on Earth concerns conditions uncertainties, no?

ME: This is reflected in the books Earthlings like to buy/read, ok.

ZEL: Well, this variance knowledge may lead a reader to extremes!

ME: I suppose that's an angle of geometry for the Realism of infinity.

ZEL: Well, as an Earth-man of book-sales, do you find vanity for hospitality?

ME: I guess as a salesmanship host-man of Earth, I learn variance folding.

ZEL: Consider my inquiry-interest for such folding arms of IQ, for spy-eye.

ME: I think I understand, Zel...you're asking of universal freedom, ok.

ZEL: Thanks for the inquiry word, Earth-man (Facebook-like)...farewell.

What did Zel want? It seemed to me that the alien (Martian?) wanted some examination-eye for my life as a book-circulations Earthling of sales/distributions/knowledge/interest. Maybe Zel wanted to inquire of those incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of the textures of choices we make in the books we choose to entreat the lines of decisions and imagination that comprise our universe's seemingly infinite branching of simplified jitters (wow). As I enjoyed some post-holidays leftover dessert, contemplating what I'd make of the alien's inquisitive language, I wondered if Zel simply wanted proof that we Earthlings took enlightenment in the accessibility of (all) reactions. This felt something like a science-fiction brooch (for worlds-check).

"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)