Through an Easter Maze Lately

Portrait of social affair, prince-envy, psychiatric incarceration, and Blue Planet 'things' of human world vanity/worry.

A work of Easter paranoia (fiction). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translation/commentary).

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There went Prince Amlan Satan, choreography-rich for his special aristocrat American Homeland Easter garden-maze egg-hunt gathering/event in New England for incomplete-distances readings for applications of his newfound charm/smile of linked Churchill-Downs horse-creature investment/race 'intelligence' for an upstart-company (Arklow) that wend millionaire-status without injury (Facebook-like).

ANNOUNCEMENT: "I've decided to plant many colorful pre-painted/colored 'fascinating' Easter-eggs throughout this New England grassy labyrinth (or maze!) and challenge all my guests/friends/rivals to seek-out the treasures and procure the sufficiency-number to declare who's the great horse-breeding intelligence linked American Homeland champion for this season of Western culture/festivity jars (for leviathan/uncertainty)."

Friends, Satan's Easter 'pageant' was no small-event for the Prince himself; for at the New England 'event' of media/competition languages, one of his rivals, a young woman who was once set to be his arranged royal fiancee ('Ezzy') had gone insane with jealousy, vowing to pop-out of the grass-labyrinth of high-natural grassy walls during the egg-hunt game/contest, and corner the Prince (Amlan) himself with a water-gun loaded with acid (Facebook-like). What do you think happened (Selfie-like)?

PSYCHIATRIST: I got you nice chocolate-candy eggs, filled with magic, Ezzy.

EZZY: You shan't think my med-case is simple or beautiful, doc (hmmm).

PSYCHIATRIST: Look, darling...you were interrupted and incarcerated for med.

EZZY: They caught me, right before I popped out in hockey-mask to kill Amlan.

PSYCHIATRIST: It was a near-scandal for your aristocracy-community in USA.

EZZY: They spun the entire 'affair' into a non-marriage angst for royals, ha.

PSYCHIATRIST: You were very lucky, as a princess of wealth; you're a patient!

EZZY: Good...Prince Amlan Satan's Easter 'event' was simply sheet music.

PSYCHIATRIST: Maybe some things...turn out as 'shining' for the end.

EZZY: Facebook-like (for leviathan/uncertainty).

"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)