My life is complete. I've seen The Milverine.
The evening was hot, sticky. The kind of weather that melts tempers and flattens the weak underneath its oppressive, sweaty weight. I sat at the stoplight in my badass ride (Toyota), tapping my fingers on my steering wheel as the harsh rhythms of life's soundtrack pounded through my speakers (The Avett Brothers). I don't know what it was that made me turn my head. Destiny? Maybe. Fate? Perhaps. All I know is I had to do it. Something out there was calling to me, telling me, "Look now. Don't wait. Your future is here, reach out and grab it." And so I turned my head, hands frozen on the wheel, and everything around me faded into insignificance as the truth washed over me like a hirsute wave. There, stalking across the pavement in all his glistening, shirtless glory...was The Milverine.
Will I ever be the same? Probably not. This is the kind of thing that changes you. Forever. From this moment on, my life is divided into two eras: before I saw The Milverine, and after. Today, I walk through this world with greater purpose, though none so great as his. None can match his stride. None can mimic his bearing, his intensity. We are all but humble pretenders. He is our overlord, our godhead. He is The Milverine.
The Milverine:
The Facebook page.
The Tumblr tag
The Twitter hashtag
A Flickr photo
Another Flickr photo
This story includes a video that interviews him and reveals his real name and other personal details. I'd avoid it if I were you. Keep the mystique alive. (SEE WHAT I DID THERE?)
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Will I ever be the same? Probably not. This is the kind of thing that changes you. Forever. From this moment on, my life is divided into two eras: before I saw The Milverine, and after. Today, I walk through this world with greater purpose, though none so great as his. None can match his stride. None can mimic his bearing, his intensity. We are all but humble pretenders. He is our overlord, our godhead. He is The Milverine.
The Milverine:
The Facebook page.
The Tumblr tag
The Twitter hashtag
A Flickr photo
Another Flickr photo
This story includes a video that interviews him and reveals his real name and other personal details. I'd avoid it if I were you. Keep the mystique alive. (SEE WHAT I DID THERE?)
Count von Count would like you to know that over at Dreamwidth this post has
comments! Ah ha ha ha ha!