Victory Announced Entropy
a lively intelligence but too inconsistent, at least what my teacher said to me, I recognize that in fact I find it hard to concentrate on one thing for too time. Which, as a side effect, implies a certain disorder in my property in general and in particular in my habitat.
I'll never have a house constantly tidy, with sporadic incidents in which everything is perfectly in place alternating periods of large items and clothing to launch air and let gravity take care of it. But
The times when I take the frenzy reach levels that many others experience only during the Easter and other rare occasions.
reordering things on the shelves, I divide the books by genre and place them on shelves in order of height. I fold clothes for men, women and children, moving furniture, plants poto, shine shoes, format their computers, fix notebooks old elementary school. Rearrange the grains of gravel, uprooting weeds, fix metrics, sew buttons. And not satisfied with asphalt roads, power problems unfortunate country, straighten bananas. In a whirlwind in which I feel solver reorganizing the hand of God bring peace and justice where before there was not. And in the end, sweaty but happy, I look around with the air show winner, now ready to put everything into a mess for other long months.
Today was the turn of the garden, up to an hour ago it bombed a cemetery, with limbs sticking out of the bushes, uncovered tombs and other things much more unpleasant. She descended the stairs with a pitch and sounding proud as a conqueror I frown rash on no man's land invaded by weeds, and the sound of a rake and shears I started to fight the chaos that has long been there undisturbed Panza, often rumbling with toast and whores.
After two hours of hard work - seven blacks bags full of leaves and excrement of Zoom as big as human skulls - do a little break, I lean on the rake like a sword planted in the field of battle victorious, and - surprise! - Everything was almost as before, a hell of poverty plagued thieves and murderers. In the large
I had just freed from leaves and poo there was a colossal amount of foliage varied almost identical. And as I look at amazed that the damn laurel me renewed carnage settles to the ground at least twenty leaves, gently, stealthily the coward, with that attitude of "who, me?" that is so angry. And toward that paralyzed him the apple that
TUD - TUD
throws me a couple of those wood inedible apples. A me almost at the foot rolls and stands there, mocking. Now, aside from the insolence of both gestures - which indicate a level of rudeness and nastiness almost unacceptable - all that I slammed in my face all the futility of sweeping leaves when there are still billions ready to fall as soon as I turn . And the sadness of the human condition and so on.
There is no escape, we are forced to succumb to the overwhelming forces of entropy, despite all our efforts weeds invade our streets, the skyscrapers crumble, swords rust and become dust.
And as if that were not enough the universe will expand so cool in a cold immensity without life, where everything finally will rest in the state of lower energy which he had always aspired, with all that this entails.
The icing on the cake of my thoughts the little Zoom
takes place on a pile of leaves still to be packaged with care and there lies a package of excrement the size and shape of a cake Trunks, what which reminds me that Christmas is coming, winter is approaching and I have not yet done wood. As can serve. disgusted I leave the gear and I go, I admit defeat. Today
bighellonerò home because everything is futile, and if the universe decides to go out today I do not care, I got my back now prepared to accept it.
Ah yes.
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