English / 07.01.2020 / 1668
Boredom is an indicator that a person's inner world is so shallow that can't be compared even with a paddle after a small summer rain
-"Just a moment. I need to make some notes".
The girl turned over on the other side and chatted something to her lover from Spain. I stumbled across this correspondence. I realized that I was a cuckold, and they loved each other. They were not bored then. Cheating breaks the routine.
Well, the girl had a relationship with a German, an American and someone else after our breakup. Sometimes I browsed her Instagram. Her colorful photos from Las Vegas, Barcelona, Paris told me that she would have never found her interest in her life. I picture the dialogues with her another boyfriend:
- I'm bored. Let's go somewhere!
- Shall we go to a restaurant? Let's go to White Rabbit.
- It's boring. We have already been there ...
- What about the theatre? Sobchak's husband has produced a new play where men masturbate on a girl.
-Fie, it's disgusting! No, I have no desire to watch how somebody will feel himself...
- What about the cinema?
-Just sitting and staring at the screen? We can do it at home ... Don’t you get it? I'm bored!
I don't envy this poor fellow. There exists a particular type of women. They are created in order to screw men’s brains out. Although boredom doesn't take into account any sex differences, it affects men and women regardless of age, sufficiency and busyness.
I don't recommend to live, run a business and even just chat with the people who are always bored. Boredom is an indicator that a person's inner world is so shallow that can't be compared even with a paddle after a small summer rain. Moreover, these bored fellas and tarts is a real gift for the Venereal Disease Research Laboratory. There is a huge probability that they will test positive for various sexually transmitted diseases.
However, these bored people hide their illness like the lepers who tried to conceal their festering noses in the past centuries. They can disguise themselves with their flattering remarks.
- It's so interesting with you! You are completely different!
It is hard not to believe in this statement because I know for certain that I am the best in the world. Nevertheless, a small test for identifying "the bored" has been discovered on the Dark Side.
- You know, I am sick of my car..
- When did you buy it?
- Six months ago...
Not everyone is ready to reveal their real attitude to other people. But their attitude to material things ... Who will hide it? It is interesting. If something bothers a person ... A car, a phone, a house ... Well, we all clearly understand that it is time to say to such a person the only appropriate word:
Why so harsh? We have received hundreds of letters during the initial four years of the Dark Side.. All these letters are about energy ... Where to find it? We wonder how few people are able to reflect on where they have lost their energy. I declare with full responsibility and seriousness: you waste your energy on these shallow people. If there is a person who constantly complains of a shortage of money and emotions or who always complains of life... This person will devour your energy like the black holes devour the stars. It will continue constantly in large quantities. You can protect yourself from it in the only one way. Stop communicating with these people.
In addition to the spiritual sense, there is a practical reason. A greedy man will set you up for money, but a bored one only because of getting new emotions. The bored have no idea where, when, and how they will try their tricks on you... It's boring ... They will have fun. They will kick up their heels.
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