Why do we get bored?
Reality is only what you can perceive at this very moment. Everything beyond this moment belongs to the imaginary realm of the mind. Your world is simply how you have imagined it to be. I am not saying that there is no objective world out there, of course there is, but it is not your world. Your world is simply a collection of your experiences.
It is impossible for your world to be anything more than what you have experienced, and it is impossible for it to exist in any other form independent of the language you have used to describe it. Your world is simply your story.
You have used language to create your entire world. If you didn’t have the word world, you would not even know such a thing exists. Imagine you’re an aborigine living in some jungle, completely cut off from the rest of the world. What would your world be? Your world would not be a globe; it would simply be a collection of your experiences.
We completely forget that it is language that gives meaning to these things: World, universe, space, time. These are just words. If you drop the word time, then where is time? Show it to me. Put it in a bottle and give it to me, let’s see!
You have created your story using language. Your whole life is your story, and that is why it is very natural for you to get bored. The moment you feel that the same thing is happening again and again in your life, you will get bored. In your story, why do you want to look at the same leaf again every day? Why do you want to eat the same spaghetti every day? You want to experience something new all the time.
Every moment and every experience in existence is new, but you are stuck in your separate world where you see the same things happening again and again. Your boredom is because you know how to describe your experience using language, and you have gotten into a set pattern of looking at things. Every day is new, but for you it is all the same, with a few minor changes. Boredom is one of the saddest things that can happen to a human being.
Existence is so fresh and so new every moment. Every morning existence wakes you up with its fresh beauty, joy, and wonders, and yet somehow you are bored. Boredom is a human problem; it has nothing to do with existence.