Thoughts on Life

So bored I could die.
Well not really.
Thinking of the line from Go With The Flow
"I want something good to die for, to make it beautiful to live"
but of course the next line is
"I want a new mistake, losers more than hesitate"
so it's like, fuck, i have been more than hesitating.
But I do want something good to die for, at least I think so.

Maybe I'm stuck on the psychedelic thought-manifestation trip
So, what is worth dying for if it can all be recreated using thought?
Nothing, right?

Nothing is worth dying over?

But what if you can rethink yourself back into existence after you die,
then wouldn't there be no reason to try and live?

Too many paradoxes.

Maybe I just want too much.
Probably based on my drug use. Over-stimulation leaves you bored by reg-stim.

But didn't I start using drugs because i was bored?
Hard to say now. I thought hindsight was 20/20. That amuses me.