ZEPH & FRENS #13 _________________________ The Black Hole of Boredom Zeph was facing writer s block. It was 3.16am. He was dead bored. It was such a boringMessage 1 of 1 , May 2, 2000View SourceZEPH & FRENS #13
The Black Hole of Boredom
Zeph was facing writer's block. It was 3.16am. He was dead bored. It was
such a boring night that he felt he couldn't sleep unless he did something
meaningful- which is why he was facing the blank screen of his notebook,
fingers hovering over the keyboard restlessly, each ready to strike the
right keys... if only the right inspiration would strike him first. So bored
was he, that he decided to write about it....
One of my problems now...
in this middle of this black night-
A black hole eating away...
into the depths of my being,
swallowing up the insides of my mind,
leaving hollow unease.
They say even light can't escape a black hole.
no one ray of light of inspiration shines.
Nothing seems to interest me
The mundane seems too mundane
and spirituality is lacking.
How to increase it?
Well, no mood to meditate...
feels like a boring thing to do right now.
Is there something better that transcends spirituality?
What an ignorant question!
I must have yet to see through the emptiness of mundanity,
which is why I'm not even really into spirituality yet.
How can I then say spirituality isn't good enough?
The black hole of Boredom is imaginary-
powerful only when imagined real.
See the emptiness of it.
Get spiritual... NOW.
This NOW is when "Boredom CAN become very interesting."
Just watch it without flinching or thinking-
vanishing in the Light of Awareness.
This Light so strong that it lights up the black hole.
This Light so strong that the black hole can't eat it.
4.am- Zeph read through the poem... gave it a few finishing touches, re-read
it twice, and was satisfied. He turned off the notebook, ready for bed at
last! Then he discovered he wasn't sleepy, that he was still slightly bored.
Sleeping almost felt like a "boring" thing to do right now. He was too awake
right now to sleep. He folded his pillow in half, sat upright on it. Let's
meditate for a while. I want to see what's going on inside... this imaginary
battle of the forces of light and darkness. Will the light of my awareness
be strong enough to vanquish the darkness of the black hole? Or will the
back hole be so strong that it eats whatever little light I have? The saga
continues! Zeph grinned to himself, realising that he had thought the mere
writing of something meaningful was meaningful enough. Nope- he has to live
the battle, to conquer. He closed his eyes... darkness... He wasn't sure how
long he meditated, or when the light of awareness lost to the classic
meditation "demon" of sleepiness. All he knew was that when he opened his
eyes again, he was lying on the bed, hit by light... not that of awareness,
but of the sun's rays through the windows. 7.03am. Time to wake up. Time to
become aware. A brand new day awaits.
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