The "Life's most important questions" thread...

[nbp]

Why do some people feel that just because a question is asked, they have to answer it?

 

[Monocrom]

Why do some people feel that just because a question is asked, they have to answer it?

They're bored with Life and literally have nothing better to do.

 

[nbp]

I have so many interests and hobbies I don't even have time to explore everything I want to with all the 'need to do' stuff life entails. I can't remember the last time I was truly bored and it baffles me when I talk to people who tell me they are bored all the time. :shrug:

 

[don.gwapo]

Why a thing/object is always in your way if you dont need it, but if you do need it all of a sudden you dont know where to find it.

Makes you get mad on that situation.

 

[Norm]

Why don't you find the old item until you go and buy a replacement?

Norm

 

[JacobJones]

Why can't I answer a question like this without my comment turning into a biased and highly offensive rant?

I was about to hit the send button but a smidgen of empathy seeped through my hate filled rage.

 

[Monocrom]

I have so many interests and hobbies I don't even have time to explore everything I want to with all the 'need to do' stuff life entails. I can't remember the last time I was truly bored and it baffles me when I talk to people who tell me they are bored all the time. :shrug:

Ah! A question to which I can give a profound answer . . .

In my case, it's based on personality type. Numerous hobbies over the years. When I find something that's new to me, I simply devour it! As much info. and experience as I can in the shortest amount of time. I can honestly say that I approach my hobbies with an intensity that some would find just a bit frightening. The problem with that is, once you get full; it happens far sooner than it should. Then the boredom sets in. If another hobby doesn't interest you soon, the boredom simply stays. All the "need to do" stuff becomes mind-numbingly routine, thus boring, in no time at all. Even work itself can become boring if you're too good at it, or if no one at the job cares and thus simply go through the motions.

As for going out . . . Been there, done that, bored with the same different sets of routines. Going clubbing, find a nice-looking woman, buy her a drink, strike up a conversation. She'll either say yes or no. And they're never the type actually worth getting to know, so there's no potential for future excitement. Out of all my friends, none had a serious relationship with anyone they've met at the club. Then when you get too old for clubbing, there's the Lounge. Which is exactly like the club, only more laid back. Other activities soon lose their luster. Camping is fun at first. Then you realize you have a house or an apartment. And you start to feel silly being out in the woods pretending to be homeless. Any activity you can name . . . Do it often enough, and yes; it becomes boring.

What can I say, there are folks who live to be 90 and still find exciting things to do. I'm in my mid-30s and I'm bored. (Yes, I realize Life isn't fun and exciting all of the time or even half of the time. But for it to become boring in such a short while, that's definitely something I never realized would happen when I was younger.)

 

[Monocrom]

Why don't you find the old item until you go and buy a replacement?

Norm

Because God has a sense of humor.

(I know . . . It's improper to start a sentence with the word "because.")

 

[march.brown]

Because God has a sense of humor.

SHE SURE HAS !

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[mvyrmnd]

Monocrom - I kinda know how you feel. I've been very much that way for years.

My wife fully expected that I'd be over flashlights by now - I've been on CPF for nearly 3 years now and that's longer than I've stuck with very nearly anything (sans career and relationship)

I've been slowing down lately and after realizing I was burning my way through hobbies I've consciously tried to avoid said burnout.

Oh, and don't ever rule out a pub - my wife picked me up at a pub (a decision she regrets to this day, 10 years later)

 

[orbital]

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Ginger or Mary Ann?

 

[Chauncey Gardiner]

Why is Life so boring?

Everything Is Meaningless

The words of the Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem:
"Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the Teacher.
"Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless."

What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun?
Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets, and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south and turns to the north; round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full. To the place the streams come from, there they return again.
All things are wearisome, more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say, "Look! This is something new"? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.
No one remembers the former generations, and even those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow them.

Wisdom Is Meaningless

I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem. I applied my mind to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under the heavens. What a heavy burden God has laid on mankind! I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
What is crooked cannot be straightened;
what is lacking cannot be counted.

I said to myself, "Look, I have increased in wisdom more than anyone who has ruled over Jerusalem before me; I have experienced much of wisdom and knowledge." Then I applied myself to the understanding of wisdom, and also of madness and folly, but I learned that this, too, is a chasing after the wind.
For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.


Pleasures Are Meaningless

I said to myself, "Come now, I will test you with pleasure to find out what is good." But that also proved to be meaningless. "Laughter," I said, "is madness. And what does pleasure accomplish?" I tried cheering myself with wine, and embracing folly —my mind still guiding me with wisdom. I wanted to see what was good for people to do under the heavens during the few days of their lives.
I undertook great projects: I built houses for myself and planted vineyards. I made gardens and parks and planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. I made reservoirs to water groves of flourishing trees. I bought male and female slaves and had other slaves who were born in my house. I also owned more herds and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me. I amassed silver and gold for myself, and the treasure of kings and provinces. I acquired male and female singers, and a harem as well—the delights of a man's heart. I became greater by far than anyone in Jerusalem before me. In all this my wisdom stayed with me.
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired; I refused my heart no pleasure. My heart took delight in all my labor, and this was the reward for all my toil.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.

Wisdom and Folly Are Meaningless

Then I turned my thoughts to consider wisdom, and also madness and folly.
What more can the king's successor do than what has already been done?
I saw that wisdom is better than folly, just as light is better than darkness.
The wise have eyes in their heads, while the fool walks in the darkness; but I came to realize that the same fate overtakes them both.

Then I said to myself, "The fate of the fool will overtake me also. What then do I gain by being wise?" I said to myself, "This too is meaningless."
For the wise, like the fool, will not be long remembered; the days have already come when both have been forgotten. Like the fool, the wise too must die!

Toil Is Meaningless

So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind. I hated all the things I had toiled for under the sun, because I must leave them to the one who comes after me. And who knows whether that person will be wise or foolish? Yet they will have control over all the fruit of my toil into which I have poured my effort and skill under the sun. This too is meaningless. So my heart began to despair over all my toilsome labor under the sun. For a person may labor with wisdom, knowledge and skill, and then they must leave all they own to another who has not toiled for it. This too is meaningless and a great misfortune. What do people get for all the toil and anxious striving with which they labor under the sun? All their days their work is grief and pain; even at night their minds do not rest. This too is meaningless.
A person can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in their own toil. This too, I see, is from the hand of God, for without him, who can eat or find enjoyment? To the person who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness, but to the sinner he gives the task of gathering and storing up wealth to hand it over to the one who pleases God. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

 

[Chauncey Gardiner]

Why did Fred Flintstone continue, week after week, to order the giant dinosaur ribs when he knew they would tip his car over?

~ Chance

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[JemR]

Fred and Barney have 3 fingers and a thumb like Mickey. Only 3 toes though? Interesting.:thinking:

 

[nbp]

Good excerpt from Ecclesiastes. Too bad people don't actually live the way it describes.

 

[Chauncey Gardiner]

Nbp,

I'm not sure I understand your point, please expound.

~ Chance

 

[nbp]

Nbp,

I'm not sure I understand your point, please expound.

~ Chance

You posted the first and part of the second chapter of Ecclesiastes, written by King Solomon, who was made wiser and wealthier than any other man before or after him by God as a reward for his faith.

As a result, he had the opportunity to do absolutely anything a person could wish to do. He had the means to undertake any venture he wanted, and he did. He had everything a person could want and more. But, as the exerpt you posted indicated, he came to the conclusion after doing all of this, that all of it was "vanity, a striving after the wind". In essence, having a lot of stuff and money was not what made him happy or gave him true satisfaction in life. He got bored with it, and was not content with material things.

If, however, you read to the end of the book, you'll find that he does realize the only true source of lasting satisfaction and joy in life, that being a good relationship with his Creator. He indicates that being obedient to God and being His friend should be our primary objective in life.



Even today, many people are so blinded by selfish ambitions and materialistic desires, they miss out on what's truly important in life, and consequently they are never (if they are actually honest) really happy and satisfied, despite having a lot of stuff or money or fame or power. People haven't really changed that much over time.

I'm sure that you already had all that in mind though when you posted.

 

[Monocrom]

Monocrom - I kinda know how you feel. I've been very much that way for years.

My wife fully expected that I'd be over flashlights by now - I've been on CPF for nearly 3 years now and that's longer than I've stuck with very nearly anything (sans career and relationship)

I've been slowing down lately and after realizing I was burning my way through hobbies I've consciously tried to avoid said burnout.

Oh, and don't ever rule out a pub - my wife picked me up at a pub (a decision she regrets to this day, 10 years later)

Thanks for posting that.

Looks like I'm on the same path you are, though single. I'm afraid all I'd pick up at a pub are a handful of stale and extremely salty peanuts.

 

[Monocrom]

Everything Is Meaningless

Honestly, I can't believe that . . .

BTW, Fred was a fat ******* who let his stomach rule his eating decisions. So he always got the biggest ribs. Each time honestly expecting his car not to tip over.

 

[Bigpal]

3 people check into a hotel that costs 30 dollars and split it three ways. 10 dollars each.

Later, the manager realizes their room is only 25 dollars and sends the bellboy up with 5 singles to refund the guests.

He pockets 2 bills because, hey, they can't split 5 three ways.

After they each get their dollar, they paid 9 per person. Add the 2 in the bellboy's pocket = 29 - Where's the other dollar?