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Bored

Oh, what a drag, another day Is going by so flatly. A.A. The life drags on again. As real as a haze over a lunar sea it lasted for so many eons that you began to take the life at face value but luckily it didn't lead to any fallouts: as before the notional mirage continues to attract the spurious wayfarers in a conceptual sand; a verbal camouflage is still a matter of perceptive faults and errors. Regretfully, the death is just another wrong conception. Do not place too high your expectations on it. The death as well endures for so long that once you'll get enough of any incarnations. "You bored me to the death you both, life and death". I don't remember who said that. May be, Macbeth.

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Date: 4/25/2019 12:28:00 PM
Well, we (humans) who don't live all that long (normally) don't have to face the dread that is BOREDOM...And for those who do not believe in an afterlife, why they just might be 'home free.' A thought-provoking piece, indeed, my friend. Best wishes, Gershon
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Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/25/2019 5:39:00 PM
I whish I was home free too) Thanks, Wolf.
Date: 4/25/2019 5:36:00 AM
"The spurious wayfarers" sound like a whole bunch of fun party animals. Ha! I do believe I have "had enough of any incarnations" but death will prove me right or wrong.
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Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/25/2019 6:31:00 AM
Either have I! Thank you, Caren)
Date: 4/24/2019 5:11:00 PM
I could never be bored even if I tried. There's not enough time to try everything I want to try or write everything I want to write. Maybe going within is your answer. It is worth a try anyway. : )
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Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/25/2019 6:28:00 AM
Oh, those young souls! Thank you, Connie)