for most of humanity, "the earth" was a fantastical concept
it may have come right after SOOOO much genocide, but the world has a connected economy. tightly linked, efficient. that's crazy right?
and now there are billions of boxes built from sleeked excisions of the earth, angelic machines which emit "electromagnetic" rays of death and destruction and gentle heating
and there is a meal, rich in the luxurious and rare sodium, wrapped in sleeked metal, meant to be placed in such a box. a delicate gesture of fingertips, dancing upon a polymer layer, dictates to the box, which understands and feels only within its scope
rotate and blast my hot pocket for three minutes, vibrating it to molten completion
and the result? some of the worst fucking food you have ever eaten
asimov, eat your heart out, slut