i am so bored

infinity is born out of the quest for knowledge from the human
forced to develop, to evolve, to create, to advance, in order to bring a future that is known to be so important.
What you and i see through our eyes, the land,trees, buildings,
these things are all what others have made for US to see it in that way so we dare not care about the past and create a future advancing whats was left for us but our hearts are egoistic they want but do not give
our hearts want power, desire, control our hearts want all of this but can we give it to them? out of the bounderies of our mind our impatient need to go and produce benefits and the anxious feeling of not being able to develop more as we age

birth is the beggining of our story
death is the ending of our story
2 basic contents of what makes life
but life isn't only birth and death
theres joy, pain, love and many things that we want but not always need
in order to get them we steep down to what ever our mind and our logic tells us will work, but what is it when others get what we have longed to get?
we create hatred in the bottom of our hearts, a simple sentence
"if he can get it why can't I get it?"
we question our limits, expand whats idle, force our selves to conduct whats already impossible to acomplish but we do not give up we find a way to to what we WANT to get even though we don't need it
but isn't it funny? that when someone else gets what we NEED not what we WANT our heart doesn't create hatred? in fact it creates a different feeling it creates a mental strength that makes us change what we though before
"if he can get it why can't i get it?" is then turned irrelevant
and turned to something such as "if he can get then so can i"
but why do we still want to learn more, if we reject what we do not understand? why does it make sense once then seems illogic the next moment we think it through? is it normal to see what the others are doing and copying them to get the same results? even though we want somethign else? are we listening to what lies in our deepest corners of our hearts and then we struggle to achive that? is riches, power, fame what we truly want? or is it just a mere fantasy of what we hoped we could get. while those samepeople who have all that wish they could have nothing in they're hands just to get a simple life? why do the poor give so much and yet have nothing
and the rich have so much and still give nothing? is that the way we're supposed to live?

i'll continue whats left of this boreness i have on me cause i bet most of you are like skipping the entire half the actually interesting part anyways