Monday, November 17

Of love.

I was accused.
Accused of committing great treachery against my fellow man.
I was accused.
Accused of committing great vulgarity against my society.
I was accused.
Accused of having affairs that no ordinary man could ever have.

I was riled.
Riled for having [a] consort such as her.
I was riled.
Riled for ravishing her.
I was riled.
Riled for letting her ravage me.

I was subdued.
Subdued for putting such ingredients of love into [this] common society.
I was subdued.
Subdued for having a love greater than most have seen.
I was subdued.
Subdued for putting up with this.

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And yet I saw greatness in it all, as I suffered all and beheld none.
I saw her heroicness as she battled it, stoically in black.
And I beheld her, the way she beheld me with those large eyes, and beautifully crisp face.

I am in love.


Although, you have to agree that she is hot.






Yes, she is my new computer running a Black Edition Phenom under her sweet, very sweet exterior. The 19" widescreen is an added bonus with that superior GPU she's hooked up with.

And I'm a technophile, deal with it.