Melkor
*Silent antagonist*
We gather here today humble forum members, to pay tribute to a great one who lives among us.
A figure, lurking among the shadows of tehz internet, silently, softly treading, shrouded only by the cloak of anonymous surfing, armed only with a ancient keyboard of foreign forging, as he searches for his prey.
But no, it is not you he comes for, but the dark creatures of the night that would would feed on thee.
The wicked horrible -spambots, with their long drooling fangs, watching from afar, -the abusive spik-ed posts, all clogged up in the cosmos, parasites of reality,- the terrible,gruesome spammers with their wicked wepaons, the unknown random posts, glittering like eels, and the thoughtless deadly links to unknown dolphin oreintated sites, placed like mines about his feet.
yet he does not tarry, nay!
He takes up the reign of virtual surfing flying horse, and away into the night he flies, doign battle with these wicked things til he tires, and retreats, resting, so that he may return again.
All these things he does shield you from, and yet, he is humble, asking for no thanks, living as one of us, taking only the little he needs to survive in his fight against internets evile...
For he is a TRUE HERO!
And when you sit dear user, upon your throne, happpily, joyously, typing away, dancing amongst the realities of this proud forum, like alice on acid, think, think of this noble soul, protecting thee from horrors untold, as you surf amongst bliss.
As you live, as you love, as you grow, as you die, think of him,think of his tired fingers, think of his plight, his struggle, his wireless connecttion costs...
and hear his name, upon the winds of your browser, liek a ghostly whisper of heroic passion....
ANTHILE
Oh...p.s this is an Anthile appreciation topic
A figure, lurking among the shadows of tehz internet, silently, softly treading, shrouded only by the cloak of anonymous surfing, armed only with a ancient keyboard of foreign forging, as he searches for his prey.
But no, it is not you he comes for, but the dark creatures of the night that would would feed on thee.
The wicked horrible -spambots, with their long drooling fangs, watching from afar, -the abusive spik-ed posts, all clogged up in the cosmos, parasites of reality,- the terrible,gruesome spammers with their wicked wepaons, the unknown random posts, glittering like eels, and the thoughtless deadly links to unknown dolphin oreintated sites, placed like mines about his feet.
yet he does not tarry, nay!
He takes up the reign of virtual surfing flying horse, and away into the night he flies, doign battle with these wicked things til he tires, and retreats, resting, so that he may return again.
All these things he does shield you from, and yet, he is humble, asking for no thanks, living as one of us, taking only the little he needs to survive in his fight against internets evile...
For he is a TRUE HERO!
And when you sit dear user, upon your throne, happpily, joyously, typing away, dancing amongst the realities of this proud forum, like alice on acid, think, think of this noble soul, protecting thee from horrors untold, as you surf amongst bliss.
As you live, as you love, as you grow, as you die, think of him,think of his tired fingers, think of his plight, his struggle, his wireless connecttion costs...
and hear his name, upon the winds of your browser, liek a ghostly whisper of heroic passion....
ANTHILE
Oh...p.s this is an Anthile appreciation topic
