That hieroglyphs named Egypt ‘black earth’, not desert sand and that etymologically,
‘alchemy’ is derived therefrom, is a … fascinating irony.

Historically, alchemy encompasses either a quest for material perfection, or one
for spiritual ennoblement, or both … in #twitterfiction.

Once upon a #twitterfiction-al time God googled a gaggle, giving them impossible missions:
tweeting homo sapiens … into submission.

Tweeting an entire species into submission via #twitterfiction seems impossible to do.
What on Earth would God have the tweeters … do?

The inter-galactics, the self-described sexy six, surmise as follows: God would have them
tweet to blog to write, a nonfictional … #twitterfiction.

The Almighty would have googled inter-galactics tweet to blog, to write a nonfictional
#twitterfiction, and so discover … a secret … alchemical.

The discovery of an alchemical secret is in plain #twitterfiction-al view; for spiritual
ennoblement, albeit not material perfection … is possible.

Once upon a time God googled a gaggle of inter-galactics, giving them an impossible mission:
tweeting homo sapiens sapiens, into submission.

To tweet an entire species into submission; a surreal mission, seemingly impossible to do.
What on Earth would God have … the tweeters do?

The inter-galactics, the auto-denominated sexy six, surmise as follows: God would have them
tweet to blog to write, a nonfictional, fiction.

The Almighty would have the googled inter-galactics tweet to blog, to write a nonfictional
fiction, and so discover a secret … alchemical.

Ah, alchemy; the esoteric proto-science that fathered the real sciences of chemistry
and medicine. Its very name, an etymological … mystery.

The Ancient Greek ‘chemia’ may be derived from Ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics for the land
of Egypt itself; ‘black earth’, not, desert sand.

With the addition of the Arabic definite article ‘al-’, mythology, magic, religion and spirituality
also, found a mystical home, in alchemy.

Thankfully, Sochi’s closing ceremonies ended with no loss of life. Art is thankful
for that. Needless to say though, it pays to be watchful.

Congrats to @PutinRF_Eng for the Sochi Games. Kiev and the Ukraine, however,
where he is less in control, are another matter … altogether.

Congratulations too to the Russian peoples, and especially, to the participating winter
athletes, as well. You were all, bar none … winners.

You’re also all losers. You exalt your nationality over your humanity. This call to action
is calling for, Global Truth, and Reconciliation!

Six Bohemians say: Abnegate nationalities! Exalt humanity! A call to action:
realize the impossibility of Global Truth and Reconciliation!

Arthur and his co-author pals tried to alert the media, and the politicos, e.g., @louisestory
and @PutinRF_Eng et. al., most unsuccessfully.

Not even a reply, much less a follow. No matter; @NelsonMandela has shown us the way.
Comes a day when we shall be forced to try it his way.

Black widows pray to a deity, He, of the Jews, Christians and Muslims; praying missions
succeed, in surreal, #twitterfiction-al, nonfiction.

At Sochi’s closing ceremonies a black widow takes her own life to Putin’s Olympics, mar
and drive home-grown realities, to televisions afar.

What’s the fashionable suicide bomber wearing these days? An explosive vest, no doubt;
in addition, disguises, to blend in … not, stand out.

Arthur and his co-author pals tried to alert the media, and the politicos, e.g., @louisestory
and @barackobama et. al., most unsuccessfully.

It’s time for Global Truth and Reconciliation. Whether you think we can, or whether you might
think we can’t, you are … quite right!

Voila! The Wine and Cheese Miracles; prose, poetry, tragedy, comedy and in #twitterfiction …
prophesy; nonfiction … posing as … fiction.

A poetic and prosaic tragi-comedy, and in surreal, nonfictional #twitterfiction, yes,
prophesy too; for prophesy is oft but, educated guess.

It’s time for Global Truth and Reconciliation. Whether you think we can, or whether you might
think we can’t … you’re absolutely … right!

And so, The Wine and Cheese Miracles; prose, poetry, tragedy, comedy, and, in #twitterfiction,
prophesy … nonfiction, posing as … fiction.

Poetry melding Ovid’s and Emily’s; in poems to men and women about change, visionaries
ask … Of what good are borders … and nationalities?

A poetic and prosaic tragi-comedy, and in surreal, nonfictional #twitterfiction, yes,
prophesy too … for prophesy oft is but … educated guess.

Take cues from events unfolding at Sochi; criminal minds oft wait until marks relax. A black
widow … shall emerge from her lair … to attack.

A black widow prays to her deity, He of the Jews, Christians and Muslims; praying her mission
succeeds … in #twitterfiction-al … nonfiction.

And succeed she shall; for she needn’t kill another to accomplish her misguided mission;
so it may be … in #twitterfiction-al … nonfiction.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan (of dreams born), is on tweeting nonfictionally, via #twitterfiction, to nations.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan on tweeting da nations nonfictionally via #twitterfiction, is surreally, unfolding itself, upon.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan on tweeting da nations
nonfictionally via #twitterfiction’s authored visionarily by (wo)men, of action.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan on tweeting da nations nonfictionally via #twitterfiction’s authored by da discoverors of an alchemy, hidden.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan on tweeting da nations nonfictionally via #twitterfiction’s authored by one who’ into a real-lit gig, gettin’.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand; grander still’s dat dis plan on tweeting da nations nonfictionally via #twitterfiction ‘s in honor of Ovid and Emily, written.

ON TWEETING as modus operandi: Grand! And grander still dat dis plan on tweeting da nations via #twitterfiction’s in honor too, of Oscar, Edward and Nelson.