eternal cosmic laze
you need boredom to spur the insight
you need quiet to ignite the flame…
in your eyes, to be still is lazy
but in the internal world of creation,
the laziest is king…
you might make decisions quickly
or enforce your peremptory ways,
but I say you have no vision
if you must rush ahead to meet my gaze…
life is a brief bit of time spent awake
between eons of blissful sleep,
and each night we get a taste of it
to remember what the truth was like
…and yet who are you to refuse to close your eyes,
to refuse your bed of rest,
when slumber is the bulk of what is real,
and dreams the one connection
to our eternal cosmic laze
“I don’t think necessity is the mother of invention. Invention . . . arises directly from idleness, possibly also from laziness. To save oneself trouble.”
― Agatha Christie
Garbage Notes:
Laziness gets a bad rap. We live in a society where every problem is solved by doing. This is a world where we are forced to rush, take action, and move quickly. But where are we all rushing to?
In this poem I sought to convey the beauty and the possibility that exists in idleness. I remind the reader that their wakeful conscious life on Earth is a mere blip in the cosmic scale of time. From a universal perspective, you will spend more time in unconscious nothingness than you will spend trying to get ahead.
There is a certain bliss that comes with the acceptance that it’s okay, sometimes, to do nothing. To wait for inspiration. To sit with your thoughts. To let the muse find you.
Ideas settle into the brain much more nicely when you allow them to do so passively, naturally—realizing that the best ideas will attach themselves to you, rather than you having to hunt them down and tame them like a wild animal.
There will always be people, though, who refuse to go along with this philosophy. These are the people who make this world a difficult place to live in for the likes of us. It’s no wonder artists, writers, scholars, and peacemakers have a tough go of it.
Everyone’s always being agitated into some sort of conflict. Yes, there is a time and a place for action. We can’t survive if we do nothing all the time. But we are human beings, and we get to choose our moments.
We can choose when to fight, when to flee, when to rest, and when to meditate and create. But to only fill your days with action verbs, is to miss out on so much of what it means to be alive.
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Boredom is the cauldron in which we mix our spells.
Example: John Lennon was once described as the laziest man in England, happy to sit and do nothing for days on end. I seem to recall that he did ok.
You have two extreme here: laziness and rushing. The thing lies in between for laziness is a sin according to the Bible and many reputable thinkers and philosophers.. Some parts of your poem ring true but others miss the mark at being true or carrying any truth the way one may see it.