Lazy, Dazed and Unsatisfied

I fucking hate it.

Those nasty, annoying, distractions.
The distractions surround my life, and I am addicted to them.

Here’s a list of my current addictive distractions: Twitter, Product Hunt, Facebook, Gmail, Reddit, Game of Thrones, Shameless, Suits, The Good Wife, Movies, Coffee Breaks, Lunch Breaks, YouTube, Talking.

Each one of these own a virtual world.
Consisting of endless suffocating sub-topics and information.
That drives me insane.

I can’t live without it, and I’m not sure how I have until now, how have you?

No matter how interesting the work is, my mental energy depletes, running towards those monsters.

The shitty thing is, I can give myself all the right answers on what I should be doing to fix this, but I’m too lazy to do it.
I am just, addicted.

Here is the ugly beast raising its head. I’m fucking lazy. We all fucking are. Not the simple meaning of being lazy, I mean lazy at the heart of it.

As in no matter what, we decide to do what’s easy for us. That’s just how we operate, only the tools changed.
TV, Newspapers, Radio and all the way down to just sitting next to a camp fire with your buddy talking for hours just so you won’t have to get back to doing whatever the fuck you don’t want to do.

So how did we manage to achieve anything in this life? How did humanity prosper and reach its heights? Nature had to fuck us up somehow to do that. It did that by making us unsatisfied.

We are constantly, utterly, relentlessly unsatisfied from where we are, what we are doing and why we are doing what we are doing.

If you are reading these lines, you know I’m right.
You can’t sell me some something about being in the now or how you have evolved, otherwise you wouldn't be in here with me.

Now that we have gotten that out of the way, let’s get back to the core. But if we haven’t — feel free to close the tab and continue with your life.

You are a lazy.
You are not unsatisfied.
That triggers an action in hopes of changing the NOW to something better.
Time moves on, you get lazy, things suck again.

That’s running in a hamster wheel. That’s the definition of it. You hope that somewhere the wheel will end, or you will get smarter and get out of the wheel, but deep down — you know you won’t.
You’re fucked.

Now relax. Just fucking, relax.
Take a deep breath.
Another.
10 more.
All done? Now jump to the next paragraph, it gets interesting.

I will not give you false hope. I will not provide you with closure. I will not gift wrap you a good vibe or a nice feeling. This is not about selling something, this is about truth, or an aspect of it.

There is nothing fucking wrong with being lazy.
There is nothing fucking wrong with being unsatisfied.
There is nothing fucking wrong with wanting to change things all the time.
There is nothing fucking wrong with the hamster wheel.

If you cut through all the negativity surrounded with these concepts you will not be sad about it. You will not be happy about it. You will just be.
You will be sad and happy at the same time.
And it will cause you to reflect your existence, your belief and the judgement that you do, to yourself and to others.

Don’t be afraid, take it all in.

And jump to the next distraction.

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