The Charlesbois Buccaneer Code (The National Diamond – Batman Achieved)
How does one become, the Batman? The Dortmouse? A role once held by Adolf Hitler, prior to his downfall in the world of art, instead of contracting?
Hitler failed calculus, he could never see beyond himself, to a woman that was not always there. He loved his mother.
Not a pirate. Balderdash.
You will require the concept of a Chinese post man, a Triad, not a gangster or some petty mafiaso, a man against banks or housing.
A Triad, has two lines, in a triangle, and a blank line, behind the point. The two lines, are a skillset, with the meeting, as the prime skill of profession, your career. The blank line, is the temporary cause of the Triad, to be purloined by a hand, the hiring party, if they match the cause. The pocket, to pay the Triad’s purse, as an artist soldier.
Now, take those two lines, and create a fake job, on top of both, a Batman villain to do it the easy way, but that’s a fake Batman, a Robin. You find the skillsets, later. They combine on the point, for your hobby, not your career. The career, is the empty line, your dayjob. Anyone can hire you for your dayjob, and the hobby, is your second life, your secret identity.
A hitman, these days, but centuries ago, a British pirate, a nautical man, making hard runs out of Jamaica into Haiti, hunting French privateers that had slain us, and to sink them hard and deep, with every act of a mercenary pirate could think of.
Now, take two historical figures, and align them, with our skillsets. This is found by studying who you are, to complete your set. If someone steals your money, you take the real jobs of the lined skillsets, and build them on top, a diamond, the Pyramid. Their hand trapped, in your dayjob, with the covers adopted, from the Batman rogues, to find it cheap, and then you have your theft of their money, for stealing yours.
Once you’ve got your two villains, and your dayjob, you’ve got the merger of your two historical figures, your points of reference, and who they represented.
The rest is politics, Bruce.
Robert the Bruce, that is. Some lines never die.
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