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We often live boring lives in our futile attempt to achieve perfection. It happens on many levels at all ages. Matters zilch to cultures, religions, nations... it's ubiquitous and a necessary mechanism to living. Not only do we bore ourselves but we bore each other in our boredom. Not that boredom should be a permanent state... it is not. But in our quest for this ideal of perfection we grow bored with the same path, same pursuit, same hope of achievement and yet we go on and on, passing this ideal onto our progeny in hope they will achieve perfection.

We are programmed people each with our own capability and with our capabilities lies the methodology to achieve our level of the illusive perfection: the act or process of perfecting.

We have collectively achieved various levels of perfection, so many I will not bore you with lists, but look at mankind's many inventions throughout our history and you may agree. Although achievements such as flight and communications as examples have indeed been perfect stepping stones to continue evolving, it was boredom with the status quo that further 'perfected' that which had been perfected. 'Old Bore' made us move onwards. Our choice was to repeat ourselves endlessly with the same invention or use that invention to move beyond that same place. Moving on is what we do. We have little choice when boredom moves in, using up our happiness, our comfort, stealing our contentedness, bore boring us close to a death-like grip. We move on.

There are those individuals that persist, time having little bearing, with the ideal of a certain perfection waiting to be had out of whatever it is those few persist in defining. But boredom will set in. It is inevitable. It is what gives us impetus to move, to change, to further our search for the "Grail of Perfection." We inherently want perfection, need some type of perfection to put our mind at ease, if only momentarily. But even that moment of perfection that we know is attainable is what drives us to achieve, to create, to adjust, tinker with. It's what has driven us since we began thinking - putting mind into gear and exploring, creating, seeking perfection on all and every level of our being.

Perfection and boredom exist hand-in-hand, yin and yang. Each are not living alone within a vacuum but feed off each other in a balance. But mind negates this balance and swears allegiance to but one side, placing the other side into the shadows... a darkness that staves off happiness. But it is not the side which is dark, but our lack of light that perceives a dark side. When boredom enters our perception of perfection darkens and vice versa - whenever the possibility of perfection enters boredom darkens. Our perfectly boring mind boring perfection until we yet again persist in achieving an ideal of perfect perfection.

Cecil
26 March 2006

She's laid her bonnet aside
shaken off her workaday blues

she's not off making a pie
she's alone with her thoughts and the sky

perfection!
she gave up on that long ago
boredom!
she won't waste her time

Living, and loving and dying
are all that preoccupy her mind

She smiles
she can't change it
though she wants to
wants to rush headlong for the prize
but the hurry is all in the waiting
and she knows if it happens
it's right

so she lumbers along in her duties
does what she knows she must
but every moment she's able
she flies like the wind and she's dust


Your words and that picture inspired a sappy poem...my apologies.
A God damned piece of me Cec
a fleck
a piece of dust.

And a most attractive piece of you, mousey! We draw inspiration from wherever we can. Happy to deliver something to you...

thanks for the stream, Cecil!
I use to feel bored when I easily can anticipate things or situations. But sometimes I like the sensation of repetition, and I forget completely to think if I'm bored or not.
Two weeks ago we were talking with some friends about the boring/thing but I don't remember nothing coherente about it.
saludos & welcome back,

Arcadia

Little bores me except perhaps boorish people...none of those around here though.....

Little bores me except perhaps boorish people

you just aint farting in the wind there artman.

Takes all the comassion I can muster these days to bear bores.

not self pity

seems as ontology does recapitulate phylogeny.


good steam compadre
keep on streaming

Thx, Jack. After pondering where this stream came from it occurred to me that story of Adam & Eve and the Garden of Eden could have been my origin: Adam grew bored amidst the perfection of Eden and asked for an Eve to eliminate his boredom. Upon receiving his desire, apparently perfection was no longer a constant, but had it's duality. Hence, perfection and boredom became partnered, imho.

Boredom as a distress signal... time for a change from where we have od'd on perfection.

Well I like a good metaphor from the Hebrew book,

And I have had indigo blue visions of the Hindu snake goddess
she danced for me in the fungal night. like the fungus I was on litkicks, I always meant to tell her that a 49 cent bottle of isopropyl alcohol will cear that thing up between her toes.

I don't boredom
not no more
and getting up
in the early morning

and it is like a song
one never gets bored

a matter of time and chance

keep on streaming
I have no idea what inspired this
not true