Testo di Entropy

random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard, ordered states of nature on a scale that no one thinks about, don't speak to me of anarchy of peace or calm revolt, man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by boltzmann, it's entropy, it's not a human issue, entropy, it's a matter of course, entropy, energy at all levels, entropy, from it you can not divorce and your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance, extinction, degradation; the natural outcomes of our ordered lives, power, motivation; temporary fixtures for which we strive, something in our synapses assures us we're ok but in our disquilibrium we simply can not stay, it's entropy...... a stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I, my affectatious I can not rectify, but we are out of equilibrium unnaturally, a pang of consciousness of death and then you will agree