Invasion On Trial

I get boredom and tiredness alot for quite some time now. The conventional and structural life of a person in school, just that there's something more to be tolarated that can't easily be done. I make ideas on life alot, but when I question why I think about such, I will get dulled, lazy to further the thought and forget about it. It's like being disgusted for no reason while still at the process of looking at it. Then after awhile of being nothing, when trying to see it as somehow substantial, the reflection itself is nowhere to be found in my mind. Hoping that it wouldn't lead to losing, I'm still trying to regain all back the abilities of my mind and take away the laziness and the disappointment it likes to give.

The only cogitation that registered and sunk into my head is the possibility of a new dimension that can be created. Like everyone can really do it, just that you have to represent yourself as yourself although I'm thinking it's very risky because of the motion it requires for creation. Looking at the other way, that would lead to a lonely isolation that no one would like so better go to the jeopardy. I can do say that the formation of a new range of existence feels good. I just don't have to be afraid to give a gift. Well, I'm still preoccupied.

Taking care of the self gives fatigue, but knowing that the then will assure a good outcome, it makes me wonder why present has mistaken itself with the future and past. While tagging yourself with memories, you reside yourself to live with the past and keeping yourself ready for the next, you devote yourself to live within the unknown and might have forgotten how it feels to have something essential at the now. When you start to think of the past, you start at the end making it to have no sense and when you start to think of the future, you start to spare yourself to the nothing and rebel what is in the actuality. Just like the thought of having an adventure that the real thing to be in thought of is there could never be any adventures in life at all. I forget all things that are supposed to be essential for me.