Bigger, faster, better. That's what they always say, about the next new thing. Me, I've got simple needs. As long as it works, that's fine by me. The same is true for romance, I think. It's not about who has the biggest house, the fastest car, or the better kitchen appliances. It's about making sure things between you are functional, that there's a complete circuit. Love, trust, and communication. Charge these things through a coiled hug, attraction is inevitable. That's just electromagnetics at work. But it's not a modern convenience, it takes time for that static to build. Just like in nature, it's a lightning strike when it wants to be. It needs all the right atmospheric conditions, and you never know just how much of it you're gonna get. That's why some look for quicker, more predictable ways to plug themselves into someone else's heart... like big houses, fast cars, and servitude. When it ain't there, they just throw juice at the problem. Overloading a circuit burns out the wires, breaks the fuse. Blows the whole damn station. Or maybe it's not love they want at all – just the power. Too much love is a storm, it'll tear the roof off your house if you're not prepared. Too much power... it can be an electric throne. The kind you don't stand up from.