" u say u are bored! again? yet again?
Has it ever occurred to ask yourself as to What stops u from not being bored. ....the answer is too simple.Talking. Yes talking to somebody always relieves you, albeit temporarily
Has it ever occurred to ask yourself as to What stops u from not being bored. ....the answer is too simple.Talking. Yes talking to somebody always relieves you, albeit temporarily
But 'only talking' soon bores you again. You now want more. You want the talks to mean something. Be something meaningful. Profound. Each and every time. (Well you are not that greedy, but yea almost each time.)
Later, even if you did find profoundness in the talks,cause the gods chose to be just that benevolent to you, you go and spoil the profoundness of the talks by insisting on the integrity of the talker, and or the listener.
Cause once the integrity is doubted, you are bored again.
Cause once the integrity is doubted, you are bored again.
You once again, crawl back, inch by inch, into that same darkness, that the profoundness had made you leave, and you once again lose the sunshine that was yours just not so long while ago.
Look inwards, somebody mechanically chimes and u wonder 'damn,
what does it even mean?'
what does it even mean?'
Somewhere you stop to think and You are forced to admit to yourself, that, you are bored, because you expect others to be authors who are given the charge to keep you entertained.
As though the profoundness and the integrity is something the world owes you.
As though the profoundness and the integrity is something the world owes you.
No baby, the world owes you nothing, and if boredom is what you perceive, then boredom is what you create. Not something somebody else creates.
Its that simple"
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