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In my arms I held the CPU-Goddess of my unknown future. She was warm and electric against my skin. I put her down and examined her cunt. With screw- driver in hand, I opened the doors to her insides. In dove my hand and my fingers wrapped around a bulging heart of immor
tality. I
lifted my hand out of the box and pulled
a pulsing, glowing
apple. This charged apple, this frui
t of the Goddess, sang s
ongs of love and demise. Were they
the same thing? Perhaps the
same to the place from where these
songs came. Who knows what lies
in the hearts of women? This hea
rt, this apple, this electronic bu
lb magnetized my aura and my life
was pulled into the cage that I had
pulled life out of. I saw my bo
dy fall to the ground as I looked thr
ough the sensors
of
the CPU. No
t a moment was lost and a digital des
tiny was found.