Seriously?

An Oration for Monk Abuddhist of the Oracle of Biologisvensk at WordPress.com:

You know, I would never had known you existed had I not felt the sudden impulse to look my site up on Technorati. I saw that your site had referenced me several times, and since I had never come across you as one of the three or so remaining admirers I have, I felt the need to grace your site with my humble presence.

When I set foot upon the holy ground that is your blog, I saw nothing more than what someone like me dreams of: a blog filled of my posts in all their glory. Of course, I thought this must be some sort of mistake brought on by the internet imps, for why would someone spend time filling a site with my writings and not their own? It was then that I saw you couldn’t help yourself , my humble follower, but to alter the titles of my writings, and occasionally the phrasing of a sentence. I figure you must be trying to somehow personalise my magnificence to fit within the confines of your humble temple for my creative genius.  But at times, I did see that some of my compositions in the Holy Tome of HorseHell were so revered, that you left them and their titles untouched.

I understand your reluctance for recognition, even by one as magnanimous as I, for you didn’t reference the goddess from whose orations your site is a monument to.  I appreciate your humility, and I will honour it by not creating a link to encourage the pilgrimage of my faithful readers to your temple. You have quietly been following and transcribing my holy tome since 2005, but I, your goddess, implore your cessation of this activity. Please, come here to revere me. Transcribe my words upon your heart, not your site. If you do not heed what I, your patroness demand, I shall rain the fire of a thousand hells upon you. You shall feel my wrath and face the black abyss of deleted WordPress accounts.

I, Goddess Biologisvensk, have spoken.