THE GOOD THINGS
The more you think about things, the more each thing become so pointless. In the end, the only thing that you will find is the art of filling empty spaces with things that you define as wonderful. Good things, favourite things that make you happy and never fail in making you feel good.
When you are used to collecting good things, you tend to collect more and more. Each time you try to make it better than the last. If you are not able in reaching that goal then you tend to feel unsatisfied. Soon the level of what you call good things, takes to a higher notch with each improvement you try to make. You would do anything for as long as it makes you feel as good as the last time if not better.
After a long time the good things start to become scarce because the level has risen so high that what you used to term as good things by then have become a common norm.
Then you break. No more good enough things left. At least none that reach your level anymore. You just ponder at others collecting their good things and smirk a little while scratching your head because you know you`ve been there. What else can you do but start all over again. Only this time with a different key maybe with the never fading hope of discovering something new.
If you stop, you will become an existence with no reasons. A nothing.
When you are used to collecting good things, you tend to collect more and more. Each time you try to make it better than the last. If you are not able in reaching that goal then you tend to feel unsatisfied. Soon the level of what you call good things, takes to a higher notch with each improvement you try to make. You would do anything for as long as it makes you feel as good as the last time if not better.
After a long time the good things start to become scarce because the level has risen so high that what you used to term as good things by then have become a common norm.
Then you break. No more good enough things left. At least none that reach your level anymore. You just ponder at others collecting their good things and smirk a little while scratching your head because you know you`ve been there. What else can you do but start all over again. Only this time with a different key maybe with the never fading hope of discovering something new.
If you stop, you will become an existence with no reasons. A nothing.
