Speaketh Zed I

Is Earthling fortune-image an alien concern for the curiosities of universe chagrin?

An existential Earthling fortunes vignette with alien touch. Happy Holidays (thanks so much for reading), 

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ZED: You doubt I'm a spying Martian conferring with you in secret cyber?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: That's your claim, friend?
ZED: I'm no friend; simply I'm a Devil's Advocate for your world of capital.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You say you read my post about a wage in Vegas?

ZED: You bet a tycoon in billiards after winning 50K, seeking 100K, lost 75.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I still have 25K from Baron Ion (ha).

ZED: You're blithely neglectful of the Realism of universal risk, Earth-man!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Selfie-like.

Zed had been spying on Earth-world from the moon after flying there from Mars, having claimed to Amlan Satan, a prince of Vegas, that he was the alien 'consciousness' behind the Cydonia phenomenon discovered by Earthlings (wow). Zed wanted to confer with Amlan after Mr. Satan bet a Vegas-baron with billiards after winning 50K, seeking extra credit laurel, only to lose half his winnings before departing from the Ion company (Facebook-like).

ZED: You almost lost total-face to the Ion company, foolish Earth-man!

AMLAN: Are you some nihilist for forunes leveraged against risk-vanity IQ?

ZED: Haven't you Earth-men harnessed the magic of sci-fi visage for aliens?

AMLAN: I don't doubt you've got sovereign-eye for capitalism-inquiry, alien.

ZED: What do you doubt?
AMLAN: You say since I won 50K, sought 100K, lost 25K, I'm a wastrel.

ZED: A wastrel may be a friend to the Machiavellian, Earth-man!

AMLAN: I'm not blithe to the Realism of risk, but I like sci-fi invader-fun.

ZED: Selfie-like?

Amlan got his girlfriend in Vegas a used well-furbished Mustang after keeping his (earned!) 25K and forgot all about the spoken challenge-word of Zed (apparently an emailing spying Martian hiding on our Earth-moon). However, he didn't forget the wisdom acquired concerning readings of fortunes waged against the Realism of risk that could in theory be blithely neglected in game-scenarios of fortune-hunting for the consciousness (hmmm). Amlan didn't regret losing 25K to the fat Baron Ion, since he managed to still keep his 25K from the total-portion of earned pool triumph in the neon city of Vegas (America). His girlfriend Tandy was simply relieved she'd be entreating Mr. Satan's fun-pocket for an Earthling-line of well-earned chance for fortune/IQ.

"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)