{"id":53,"date":"2010-06-25T02:01:00","date_gmt":"2010-06-25T02:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/2010\/06\/25\/her-distorted-morality\/"},"modified":"2010-06-25T02:01:00","modified_gmt":"2010-06-25T02:01:00","slug":"her-distorted-morality","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/2010\/06\/25\/her-distorted-morality\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Distorted Morality"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both;text-align: center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.kazuya-akimoto.com\/2007\/2007images\/IMG_6672_ascetic_bonze_450.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"320\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kazuya-akimoto.com\/2007\/2007images\/IMG_6672_ascetic_bonze_450.jpg\" width=\"221\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;<i> I<\/i> said, <br \/>&nbsp;&#8220;<i>I<\/i> want &#8216;you&#8217; to fill my life, my love<i>&#8230; <\/i><br \/><i>&nbsp; I<\/i> knew it was &#8216;you&#8217; ever since <i>I<\/i> was introduced, to an emotion called &#8216;you&#8217;&#8230;<br \/>&nbsp; <i>I<\/i> remember &#8216;us&#8217; together in a  distant place and time, when &#8216;we&#8217; were in a  candlelight chamber&#8230;.<br \/>&nbsp; <i>I<\/i> felt sweet scent of roses wafting through &#8216;your&#8217; breath, while tender music played softly at a distance&#8230; <br \/>&nbsp; <i>My <\/i>heart melted away, and <i>I<\/i> love &#8216;you&#8217; forever and so<i> I<\/i> shall continue to do&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;Then &#8216;She&#8217; lied,<br \/>&nbsp;&#8221; &#8216; I &#8216; love <i>you<\/i> too&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Hence, in this way<i> I<\/i> was introduced&#8230;.<br \/>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &#8230;.to &#8216;Her&#8217; distorted morality.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;&nbsp; I said, &nbsp;&#8220;I want &#8216;you&#8217; to fill my life, my love&#8230; &nbsp; I knew it was &#8216;you&#8217; ever since I was introduced, to an emotion called &#8216;you&#8217;&#8230;&nbsp; I remember &#8216;us&#8217; together in a distant place and time, when &#8216;we&#8217; were in a candlelight chamber&#8230;.&nbsp; I felt sweet scent of roses wafting through &#8216;your&#8217; breath, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2341,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-53","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2341"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=53"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=53"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=53"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/simplyjith\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=53"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}