Rationality and not indecision

Since the month of August is coming to an end, I would like to include this entry to sum up my thoughts. August to most people is a month of autumn serene and peaceful idleness (please excuse my Romanticised version of autumn), the time where people would fornicate because of the breezy temperature and warm sunlight that penetrate your skin and fill it up with a crazed amount of oestrogen and for us guys a sense of lascivious zealousness. The only time where your pets would not fill the whole house with their "eau de parfum", most courtesy of their obnoxious habits and an inbuilt knowledge of German gas. For me August would always be summer in Singapore and spring in Australia, the ideal time for some loving from my kindred and preparations for a little bit of slackish endeavors. But with time August seems somewhat of a misogynous month, where you just sit around and contemplate the different opportunities opened to you throughout the whole school term. It is just so amazing when you realise that August is always a month that coincide with the mid-term, so it is not all about playing, its about the more serious stuff, examinations. When we see things as it is, sometimes its hard for us to find the underlying truth behind all these events or academic obstacles (read: tests). It is only when we analyse the whole content over and over over again do we see the brighter side of it and do it with a huge amount of efficiency you just cannot believe your eyes. If we kept on doing this would it not be a better place for society as a whole (?). In fact, I reckon that the only reason why we are in a chaotic mess was because of the constant misinterpretation of religious doctrines, theories of human perception and self-improvement books (sorry but if you had noticed, its been around since the time of the Minoan Period, which was indeed a great place of culture before the Greek culture ever materialised). That said, life as a human could not be tougher in some countries for even if its day time the danger of being murdered was evident by the political and social unrests surrounding the country.
If the only thing that I can do is to lobby for or against a social or theoratical decision then I will fork out the time and a never-say-die spirit to strengthen my mentality. Anyway, point is being in a country that promotes democracy and free speech does not mean it entails a better future. Instead, it will corrode your already rotten mind and turn you into a vegetable with a trance-like look on your face. Discrimination abound so do not be surprised by people shoving you aside or even bashing you to add that touch of alienation from the country itself.
My only plan is to actually avoid people with cut-throat rascism. How do you actually do that you would ask. Well, I read people as if they are some lab experiment and then proceed to ascertain the hypothesis by observing how he would react to a person of another race. If there are none then just brush off the thought of getting to know them because I know these people just do not deserve even a tinge of respect, no matter how much they would try to command it nobody would take heed. Rebellion is an inbuilt mechanism that command us to react with a passion the opposite of what we were asked to do, so of course we would not give a damn for that kind of person (read: Loser).
When September comes I would have to rethink the possible activities to be included in my chaotic organiser of my neuro-files. So people I would have to leave on this quiet note.
Shhshssh!!