Oscar for a Jar

A Story by Abishai100

Strange time-capsule secret-reveal may be reflection for vanity of Earthling (American) culture for an 'act' of simplified jagged edge.

Academy Awards night culture (spook) tale for Xmas-week. Thanks so much for reading,

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I thought I (really) knew my wife, Shelbye. However, I did not. As a brooding bureaucrat in the Windy-City, I knew I was pensive about the qualia of work and American Dream and the ambitions they fueled, and when Shelbye was nominated for her performance as a recruited tourist in darkness brought into a terrorism veil for blood-diamonds, I was in bewilderment when Shelbye vanished (as I hypothesized now), leaving-behind her twin sister (Desdemona) for me to comfort (for the Ego), Facebook-like.

Of course, I had no proof it was Shelbye who vanished, because it was Desdemona who was (officially) listed as gone from Earth (somehow). However, the Shelbye who continued to live with me, following her publicly social media celebrated acting-nod for American Oscar-night fantasy like daydreams, wasn't the Shelbye I married. I was sure it was Desdemona, who bloody-murdered her own twin/sister to give some award-speech to soothe her lifelong envy. I knew it, but I never got the right-stuff proof, and so I'm telling this horrifying secret in a time-capsule portrait (fiction?) for future-world archaeologists to find and make sense of, for our Earthling 'sportsmanship-consciousness' paranoia (Facebook-like!).

AWARD SPEECH: "Wow, I grew up watching the Oscars in Homeland-Jersey area with my twin/sister...never thought a portrait of Earth terrorism for bad tourism cleats would draw some incidence for honors in a time of personal worry...maybe this award is more than bread/fruit, and maybe it's something my hubby (Mr. Amlan Satan) deserves as much (for the Ego!)."

JOURNAL NOTE: I decided to pay symbolic visit to an American Homeland cemetery, where the mother-in-law is buried; hoping to make sense of the disappearance of one twin, and surely the mother of the twins (sisters!) I know (or knew) offers some fiction line for an Earthling jitters of pure dreams and controls jagged edge...did I marry the right woman?"

So, I tell this stranger story in a time-capsule buried in my Homeland home backyard, hoping someone shall make sense of it (all!). I may live-out my entire life thinking I'm with Shelbye...when (in-truth) I'm (really) with her evil twin (Desdemona). This revelation makes me wish I took Shakespeare more seriously in college...for jitters (Othello). Thanks for reading this, whoever you are.