Latitude of Laziness

You’ll find it somewhere between the Tropics of Languid and Layabout and no, you don’t have to go looking for it. You just need to sit back, do absolutely nothing and sink into it. Welcome to Lotus-eating Land where you don’t even have to eat the lotuses (or is it lotii?? – who cares anyway?) if you don’t want to. In fact, you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to. Because this is where Nothing is something you do and do very well indeed.

Let’s take a closer look. It cuts through the ages, from the very young to the very old. It isn’t gender-specific and you could find the male and the female of the species though a larger number of males seem to want to migrate here. Or rather, they want to sink through wherever they are into any place here. You’ll find that the traffic moves very slowly and happily here, making the right turns into the boulevards of bliss and the lanes of listlessness.  Selling won’t work because the attitudes are fixed even though they exist in a bubble of non-action. This is the land where impatience and time-keeping are banned, never to enter its passive portals. This is where the gods of idleness and laidbackness are placed on a pedestal and worshipped. Where hymns of lounging and lullabies of loafing softly rise into the still air.

Now, for an even closer look. This is not a land for the faint-hearted. It takes courage to achieve the right to be here. It takes a certain strength of will to do nothing. So what you might find in a resident’s psyche is a do-nothing attitude that permeates the brain and makes it one wonderful indolent mass. Were brain-mapping allowed, there would be patches of procrastination in a sea of tranquility, with nary a stressful atom to upset the calm. Mind and body are in a beautiful state of balance with a perfect nothingness that makes them whole. If you were to view the Kirlian auras here, you would see gentle greens, sleepy blues and lazy lilacs. And you’ll learn that everyone lives by those simple words of wisdom, ‘Let it be!’