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These are Nietzsche’s three metamorphoses of the spirit; camel, lion, and child.

 

The Camel: Takes the heavy weight of all burdens; the load-bearing spirit.  For all things heavy does the camel kneel down and take upon its back.  The camel asks, “What is the heaviest thing, that I may bear it, and rejoice in my strength”.  There are countless burdens that the camel may bear; the burden of suffering, the pursuit of knowledge and truth, the pursuit of all good things for themselves with no reward or recognition, the willful playing of the “fool” in order to gain wisdom, holding yourself to a higher standard for its own sake, taking on the death of all things you thought you knew, relinquishing all pride and ignorance for the sake of being better off for it,

What is boredom exactly?  Are we so over-stimulated that regular activities just don’t give us sufficient stimulation anymore?  Those with depression often deal with boredom but boredom is not merely being depressed; many individuals experience this phenomena despite living regular happy lives.  Is boredom a side-effect of this instant-gratification culture?  Is it a symptom of the culture?  More and more people are experiencing boredom everyday.  Direct contact with the boring, the mundane, the inescapable.  Direct confrontation with the droning and monotonous; an aspect of life that many of us know all too well.  Sitting in your car at a long red light, on your boring drive home from work; sitting in bed on your computer while it’s raining, with nothing to do.  I am in a state of boredom while I write this post, but I am forcing myself to complete it. 

On that path

you must go down

don’t look back

but if you do

take account

of who you were

who you are

in that mirror

your self revealed

self-reflected

 

Turn around

and walk right through

walk the path

it is your mission

tread the ground

but very lightly

conscious steps

toward that goal

it is your duty

trudge right through

through the weeds

through the woods

use your compass

it is a road

not marked by man

it is a road

off the beaten path

watch yourself

change through walking

watch yourself

become yourself

become who you

were meant to be

become someone

worth remembering

be the person

you always were