Fate's A Nasty Boy..." Who Plays A Shining, Yet Sinister, Black And Azure Blue Guitar...And thoroughly enjoys to manipulate and tease any tone or chime into such a fervant frenzy, that quite often the harmony may forget that it has only just begun the prelude into foreplay.... And so, with a relentless passion, and unyielding drive, the eager fingers of Fate go exploring...Upon, and Around, Over and Throughout, Within and Around, desparetly seeking out each and every softened cresendo, and against all of the wanton cries of desire from the urgent tempo, He will still, while keeping perfect time, refrain just long enough, for the defenseless melodies, to reach the previously unknown, and unbelievable hieghts of pure extascy, the beat of which, upon penetration, explodes into such violent chorus that would make an Angel cry, to behold such emotion come flooding forth from strings of a mere mortal... And lastly, out of sheer exhaustion, the tingling and shaking of the accompaniment begin to relax and slowly fade from hearing, while Fate, With a few more harmonically tender kisses, flutters on to the next flower in the garden, ready to pollenate yet another beautiful, yet, out of tune, creation...