much a do about nothing

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You ask me why I’m vague. My answer is I don’t know. I know too little about anything to offer a satisfactory explanation, even if it were about myself.

How do you have an opinion when you don’t know what to think anymore?

This is a society of ‘whatever’; anything goes and everything hangs loose. How do you construct an argument (mostly for argument’s sake) from loose material and expect it to support itself. It may be possible but I do not have the courage to witness a very probable collapse for a very slim possibility of otherwise. You can call me a coward for lacking such courage, but at least give me some credit for being honest about it.

The little knowledge and life experience of my so-called life seem insufficient in extending my theorising capacity as I toy with my thoughts with hope of expanding them. So far without fail I confuse myself everytime I try to think things through. There has been not once when I succeeded in convincing myself about something. Limbo is where I end up almost always; never close enough to heaven to bask in its glory nor distant enough from hell to be safe against the scorching heat of its inferno. Somewhere in limbo and aware of the extremes, I have started to wonder why I bother at all for I have doubts about moving in any direction.

What good are directions when destinations are unknown? Why choose a destination when it will not matter in the end? If you are not going to get up and do what it is that you think about doing, then perhaps it’s better to not think about it at all. Again, perhaps I’ve fallen into another confusion of mine.

So please, don’t ask me questions that I cannot answer. You would save both you and me a great deal of time. And what would I do with the saved time? Nothing. I’d just idle it away in my solitude. At least, that is pure. There is purity in idleness so long it is unpolluted by discontent consideration of what could have been done and what could be done.

Some give such idleness a fancy name, they call it meditation. To me, it is just idleness, uncluttered by thoughts if possible.

It’s not even peace, it is just idleness as is.
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