we're bored...

i found this on a myspace page today and it hit me right between the eyes...

"I'm never bored. That's the trouble with everybody - you're all so bored. You've had nature explained to you and you're bored with it, you've had the living body explained to you and you're bored with it, you've had the universe explained to you and you're bored with it, so now you want cheap thrills and, like, plenty of them, and it doesn't matter how tawdry or vacuous they are as long as it's new as long as it flashes and fucking bleeps in forty fucking different colors. So whatever else you can say about me, I'm not fucking bored." - the film NAKED

i read something in this book "the artist' way" about "paying attention..." - to the colors and life around you. i have a distinct memory of this evening back in boston, i was soooo brain fried... just in a crazy place... too much input, not enough letting go, i was walking to my then girlfriend's apartment... and the colors of every sign and billboard just blared out at me (no, i wasn't on shrooms...). it was my brain crashing... my body telling me there was too much going on... i got to my girlfriends apartment and just curled up in this chair, and didn't move for an hour... my brain had to "restart". i was "paying attention" to all all the "fucking bleeps in forty fucking different colors" rather than all the incredibly beautiful things and people going on around me. and i have so many incredible people around me. i hope i get an opportunity to add value to their lives, as they do for me.