Pie

This isn't really a story nor is it a random thought... It's whatever you want it to be. It kinda fits into my taking something ridiculous and pretending its serious genre... which I unfortunately(fortunately?) do a lot.

I'm sitting down in front of this computer, thinking to myself. My mind never rests on one specific thought. My mind is always in motion, its thoughts always changing. Except right now. Right now everything is clear. I am completely under the control of one and only one thought, a thought so powerful that it has forced me to sit here in front of this computer and type at furious speeds because of an overwhelming fear that the thought will be gone before I have shared the thought with the world.The thought is complex in its simplicity. In fact it is a thought which, when expressed in the English language uses only three words. But the power of these words has turned my focus entirely upon the subject of the thought.
The thought itself is simply this; I like pie.
I hear your laughter, your smirks, your comments of "he can't be serious". I assure you I am serious. I have never been more serious in my life, for prior to this moment I have never possessed a thought so meaningful.So let me tell you about pie, and all its majestic wonders.
Pie is round, and as any scholar, doctor or priest will tell you the very best things in the world are round. Examples are; the wheel, pizza, the moon, the sun, Earth, balls, cool shit in general, and of course pie.
However its roundness is not its only amazing quality. Another amazing quality is how delicious it is, the moon is round, but is it delicious? Probably not, but pie is both. I can only attribute such a fact to magic, maybe even black magic. And don't even think about saying that pizza is also delicious and round, pizza is technically a pie.
But wait, there's more. Pie, which since the early twelfth century has been called God's treat, also has the amazing property of variety. It comes in so many different sizes and flavours. Apple, blackberry, blueberry, raspberry, pumpkin, eel, meat, to name a few. All this pie, all delicious. Truly how can one live without the sheer miracle of pie.So laugh all you want, smirk all you want, it doesn't matter to me. The thought I had was and is profound, it touched me deeply, and in writing this I hope to have touched you deeply, not literally of course. So as you sleep tonight think not of me or of celebrities, think only of pie.
All hail Pie.