profound boredom, n.All

Profound boredom (n.) makes ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠everything of equally great and equally little worth.

Profound boredom (n.) can ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠make one feel timeless, removed from the flow of time — just as though we were blinded by the nearness of time's essence.

Profound boredom (n.) is ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠not despair, whatever depths it rises from; only by leaping over into another attunement could it lead to despair.

Profound boredom (n.) can ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠strike out of the blue — for instance, walking through the streets of a large city on a Sunday afternoon.

Profound boredom (n.) can ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠take hold in an instant like a flash of lightning, and in that instant the whole expanse of one's time is there at once.

Profound boredom (n.) permits ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠no passing the time at all — not because we forget to fight it, but because we understand that fighting it would be hopeless, even presumptuous.

Profound boredom (n.) is ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠an oscillation between the full expanse of beings refusing themselves as a whole and the singular extremity of what makes Dasein possible.

Profound boredom (n.) entrances ⁠​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​⁠Dasein: time binds us so that we are everywhere and yet may be nowhere, unable to go along with any being at all.