I'm Going To Be A Homosexual In Front Of Trees, Forests, Oceans & Skies

William Blake, named after the famous poet writer of reality's pre-modernity era and age, wanted a fresh start. He was fed up, namely with politics. With the political world. Heading out of his nice suburbia house (y'know, the sort you find in Britain), William Blake would head down to his local forest. To his local woodland park, taking off his boots in the process of doing so. While doing this, William Blake would feel grateful that young adult very sexy women were able to be unconditionally loyal to men who were gentlemen. 

    Indeed; he would feel very, very exceptionally grateful that this ideology were a truth.

Of course, eventually William Blake would reach the local forest park. Once there, he would place his gentlemen boots on the grass and soil of the entrance to the park, and decide that while he was there he would be a homosexual in front of the trees, sky, and general forest areas. 

   In ensuing time, William Blake would contemplate while at the park the problems of the world. 

    To clarify, not the problems of the cosmos; the problems of the world ...

Wars in the Middle East, poverty, America's public healthcare vs private healthcare debate, social class issues, and feminism itself of course. 

While being a homosexual at the park, William Blake would continue and continue and continue to reflect on politics. On all the evils listed (to clarify: neither feminism or the American public healthcare vs private healthcare issue ought to be classified as evil, just struggles, and that is of the list's context).

In the end, once nightfall arrived, meaning in William Blake's mind that this meant that homosexuality in front of trees, the sky and general forest areas was now evil (or corrupt at least), William Blake would just look at the boots!

   At least very sexy young adult women were loyal to middle class gentlemen men.