What is boredom?
The ego which is a collective entity, a community and collaboration of
ideas with thoughts gleaned from religions, atheism, culture, media, politics
and life experiences which are lumped together in a ‘box’ called memory and collated, labelled and packaged in place in the brain so they say. Neural science is finding they cannot find an entity such as the ego just the
electrical firing of the brain and its circuitry.
However this simulated reality which is a virtual
reality decoded from an alive Universe brimming with vibrancy, frequencies,
light, and wavelengths and are stored in a magnetic matrix and
termed reality when downloaded and decoded by the software of the brain onto
the screen of mind. Be that as it may it
assumes a solid reality until faced with termination and severe challenge.
So the alleged and assumed reality becomes one’s
life and this is the ego and it thrives on activity and the highs and lows and
anything that is ‘not going on ‘ is seen as boring, this means there is no
compliance with the habits of its routines and to which it proves it is alive
and thriving. Activity can be physical or mental inner chat, fantasy and the
internal dialogue with vague background feelings. I am alive because the evidence of my
activity, no activity is am I alive?
However when one realises that all of this is a
sham in a away and the ‘me’ or ‘I’ are just ideas, in fact I am an idea, a few
ideas with a bunch of thoughts that interact juxtapose, juggle, jiggle, reconfigure, modify graphics of the memory like digital editing, variations on
a theme and cosmetic makeovers which seem new and original giving a sense of aliveness,
I am alive again, and the new buzz with the ever seeking new thrills and
entertainment. When this is seen and seen for it is a clever illusion, this can
lead to distraction, denial, running away from the reality of the starkness of
‘I am just an idea or bunch of ideas’ and ideas can change this can lead to an understanding there is no solid foundation and one is on a shifting sands
scenario. Distractions abound; I must be entertained, occupied, doing something,
doing, doing, busy. So TV, drugs, sex, porn, reading, intellectual buzz through
academia, a sport, a hobby. All of these
and many more are fill ins. I cannot abide that cold empty boring feeling and
depressing, lonely and abandoned, time seems to drag on. Time when reading a
book or being distracted by a TV film or such like passes by so quickly and
boring when nothing is on and even more worrying time drags on and yet the clock
on the wall measures the same time, it is mental or psychological ‘time’ the
time between protracted or longer thoughts, when habits and routines no longer
serve and are not there to fall back on.
Yet if facing that empty boring black hole and
letting oneself be lowered into the abyss one may find one comes to a ‘place’
where there is light, absence of thought and there is nothing doing, one is in
peace and tranquillity. Just being is
wonderful and fulfilling accompanied by joy and well being, it becomes the
activity on no activity.
It may come as a surprise that the absence of
stimulus and thought is a completeness of being and one may wonder what the
fuss what was all about.
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