When the Thrill of Life Goes Stale

It is my understanding

That our advent in this

The physical realm

Were undertaken in the spirit

of Adventure.

We wanted to experience 

What it was like

To be within the physical.

To smell a sweet flower.

To drink cold, pure water

From a spring.

To feel a gentle breeze

Ruffle your hair, your clothes.

Without a physical body

Our hands simply pass through

Without the sensation of touch.

And so we are in every life

Enchanted with the opportunities

That come with once more

Having a body.

But we have lived thousands 

Of lifetimes here.

There comes a point now

When we run out of things to do.

Things that are new and inspiring.

Many... most, will try to double down

On things that have given joy

In the past.

Food and sex.

Remember the Romans?

Ever searching for greater thrills

Vomitoriums, cannibalism, 

Voyeurism, Incest... you know.

But there is another way.

When the world runs out of thrills

It is time to turn inward.

It is time to take the path

Forward to your spiritual self. 

That is the path of joy.