Her majesty

Getting bored waiting for big-little-nothings to take place, I decided to go give the party downstreet a shot.

My love for my phone and camera, coupled with the signs of impending inclement weather, meant I was adorning my trademark bag and head phones, TO a party.
Not that it really matters, given my incredibly skewed preference for the less animate, less tangibles of the world.

So I entered the bustling NH Quad, and a faint smile escaped my high lips. The sight, of countless swaying unabashedly, uncontrolled and unrestrained, to the beats of music and the boundless twirlings of wine, always inspires a sense of near-impersonal confidence and gratitude.
Thus I entered that cauldron of joy and a thousand in vino veritas-iacs.
After bumping into a few of my comrades, I soon picked my spot, and my date.
She was easy to spot, she always is, standing next to the DJ.
I perched myself in front of her, and smiled at the DJ, whose magic makes her alive every single time. And thus started by short stint as the giant speaker's paramour, for what I saw in her then, was enough to send me rushing back to my room.

As I stood there, and gazed into the near infinite depths of her eyes, I noticed the shadows of all the people dancing behind me, dance on her face as well. I saw the collective pulse beating in front of me at the mercies of one man at the turntables; in that one moment, the DJ was THE man. Upon further extrospection though, I realized:
1. My date was in fact not she who stood in front of me,
2. Rather, it was the spirit that chose to flow through that physical embodiment.
3. The power that the DJ excellently exercised, was in fact endowed on him, by the very, VERY free will of that same spirit. If tomorrow she chose to bounce off the dead walls that surround us, we would be worshipping those unsuspecting uprights, and the DJ would be left in the cold.
4. Thus, not only was my date beautiful and intelligent, she was also powerful in a scale beyond the limits of mortal imagination.

A million power equations were created, solved and decimated in my head at that instant. I turned around, and examined the scene once more for what it truly was, turned back to the speakers, and saw her eyes smiling a knowing smile.

It was at that point that I knew I was at the wrong place, at the right time.
The importance of it being the 'right' time, makes it worthy of being mentioned twice.

Therefore, I bid my date a grateful goodbye, and paced back home to embark (as closely as possible!) on the following quotable from The Beatles' "Love you to", with my beloved:

Make love all day long
Make love singing songs

Thus, in conclusion, I present to you, Her Majesty, the ruler and empress of all of humanity, in an 'as-of-now' incomprehensible power share setup with the forces that be!
My love..
My muse..
My music.

Sigh...
I want you.. She's so heavy.