The World is Too Much...with New Videogames

You ask where I've been....Well, I've been playing some new video games damnit...Sorry that I've been too busy with work and playing Madden 08 and Bioshock to think about blogging. I still have a brain full of mush from it all, so I'm going to post my favorite poem of all time. William Wordsworth's The World is Too Much With Us; Late and Soon

"THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US; LATE AND SOON"

THE world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn