Our blunted senses, overstimulation and discontent

Rich food, excessively fast cars, chromatically dizzying movies and video games, saturated with vivid colors, rapid succession of events.

Sensationalized happenings have become the trademark of a modern society, the cadence of which has outstripped our ability to digest it and comprehend it.

We have become the passive recipient of stimuli that conditioned our brain to only respond to overcharged input.

Our ability to enjoy simple life dwindled with time. We call activities that delighted our forefathers, bland and boring, we call the food that enchanted the most exigent of our ancestors commonplace and prosaic.

Our senses got atrophied through overexposure to overstimulating textures, sounds and flavors. 

We fail to hear the entrancing symphony of the gentle rustling of leaves, the quiet murmur of a sleeping dove or the soft footfalls of an elegant peacock.

The quietude that we fail to feel in a farm, or in a deserted forest is the result of the ineptitude of our calloused senses.

Going back to a more conservative baseline, our "shackled" senses would start to see a world teaming with life. 

We have unwittingly raised our sensitivity threshold to alarming levels through the insensible comsumption of artificially enhanced products.

It led to a life characterized by an eternal dissatisfaction , a life centered around the violent, melacholic pursuit of the next potent stimulus that would be able to cross the thich layer of apathy and despondancy that overstimulation build over time.