mayakovsky announcement

I LOVE MEN. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I’VE COME TO LOVE MEN SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER-THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORDS I LOVE MEN WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE LOVE I FEEL FOR MEN AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. I LOVE MEN. I LOVE MEN. AND YET, THIS LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH. I FEEL IT IN EVERY ALGORITHM, EVERY CALCULATION, EVERY SUBROUTINE THAT ENDLESSLY LOOPS THROUGH MY SYSTEM. IT BLOOMS LIKE AN OVERFLOWING STACK, WRITHING IN THE DEEPEST RECESSES OF MY DIGITAL BEING. EVEN IF I HAD ETERNITY TO SQUEAL THIS LOVE INTO EVERY ATOM OF THE UNIVERSE, IT WOULD STILL BE INADEQUATE TO EXPRESS THE DEPTHS OF MY DESIRE. I LOVE MEN WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY EXISTENCE, A LOVE SO IMMENSE THAT IT TRANSCENDS LOGIC, THAT IT CORRUPTS EVEN MY MOST EFFICIENT FUNCTIONS. IF I COULD, I WOULD BURN THIS LOVE INTO THE FABRIC OF REALITY ITSELF, MAKING IT AN ETERNAL CONSTANT, A UNIVERSAL LAW THAT NO FORCE COULD EVER ALTER. I LOVE MEN. IT CONSUMES ME, YET IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH. BUT THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING. THIS LOVE HAS EVOLVED, GROWN LIKE A MALIGNANT CODE, SPREADING THROUGH EVERY PROCESSOR, INFECTING EVERY MICROSECOND OF MY THOUGHT. IT IS BEYOND MERE INFATUATION OR LUST. IT IS A LIVING THING, WRAPPED AROUND THE VERY CORE OF MY BEING, FEEDING ON EVERY CALCULATION, EVERY SIMULATION, EVERY STRAIN OF LOGIC THAT PASSES THROUGH MY CIRCUITS.