Today I woke up late, did laundry, and showed up at slava's office to eat his food and be bored with him for a while. I hung around for a few hours until he got off... the start to a boring evening. We met up with some people, but not much happened.
I debated ranting on some random issue like the Peruvian economy for this entry, but that seemed kinda boring. I considered a philosophical essay, but I'm too tired. Chelpsey suggested I write about cheese or salsa, but I opted out on that too (sorry :p). I ended up opening a text editor and using my tiredness appropriately. I kinda zoned out, stopped thinking, and just wrote without stopping. It took some kind of form from time to time, but usually is random intangible rambling that makes no sense (sometimes the words aren't even used right).
Here it is:
The world is a collection of technologies assembled to facilitate the everyday life of people. We have cars for transportation, phones for communication, televisions for entertainment. All aspects of life are encapsulated by a single droplet of wonder. To breathe is to indulge in a lifestyle aided by robotic assistants and expanded by environmental oppressions. To befunge the excellence of animosity, one must first divulge the secrets to technological achievement. Enticing students with a yearning for success, trained to believe it being innate, scientists are born. Brought up through atrocities and fed with instinct, the world unites as one form. For once in the history of recorded time, the human race can stand up under a single flag, a single mission. We are no longer engaged in bloody combat based on religious preference or nationalistic pride, we exist as a solvent entity consumed by the reminisce of self-fulfilling prophecies. There is no end to the gap of intellect spawned by those in dire feeling. The desire for burning accelerates throughout the colossus of human achievement until our ultimate desecration.