What is lazyness?I believe being lazy, involves ignorance.I also believe that lazy would describe one who does not follow theirheart in life, rather, does what they are told, to conform, in orderto avoid the discomfort that goes hand in hand with the path we createfor ourselves.I do not think being lazy involves not cleaning your house everyday, or going to work everyday at a job you cant stand, where you do not actually contribute more than you have to (or feel that you are contributingat all to anything more than your own bank account or wallet).Everything we do involves some sort of work, but the work that bearsinstant fruit seems to go by unnoticed. So what really is lazyness?Ignorance, pure and simple. Is a man lazy when he sits under the trees and listens to the sounds around him, the buzz of life that constantly flows through us, allowing the Earth to swallow his mind whole and overwhelm him? Is he lazy if he lays in bed on a Sunday morning and does the same beforegetting up and going about his "important" chores for the day?I dont think so.An ignorant mind, devoid of real love and innocence, is the only kindof lazyness I can imagine.And in reality, this kind of lack of life is definitley rooted in fear.The main reason we all conform to jobs we dislike, people we dont love, andactivities we cant stand, is because we fear being alone and exposedto the world of people and rules which consume us, no matter where we are.Sure, if you take out on a lifestyle where nobody is willing to help you, like your parents not paying for your schooling since you chose a subjectthat interests you, instead of them, then you most likely will be alone, gohungry at times, maybe have no where to stay. But when you actually live life, the truth is that somebody Will help you. Somebody will say, "Look at this person, he/she does what theirheart feels is right" and will come to your aid.So long as your hearts rightful path is good in nature, of course.And life is like a bunch of individual shallow puddles sitting next to a flowing river.We dig ourselves these puddles to make us feel secure, outside of the ever changing, swift foreign beauty of the river, which can be seen as a real life.Our puddle is stagnant with the same water and bacteria that was presentat the time of its creation. Like a wall we build around ourselves, to keepreal life at bay, since we actually have a deep fear of change.And in this puddle goes religion, god, the soul, our parents, siblings, children,jobs we dont love, expensive cars, big houses, everything material really.Because these things are 'known' to us, and we fear losing them.We fear losing the known, so we create our own unknown in our own image.Like god for example.Most of us do not truly understand what love, or God, really is. We just accept what we are taught in some book, or taught by some teacher orguru, and we blindly accept it because we have fear.All conformity is confined to this pool we make for ourselves, while lifeis going by in the river right next to us.Maybe we should learn how to bridge the gap between our stagnant waterand the fresh, new water of the river, so that we might cleanseourselves and breathe a new life into our daily habitual, decayingexistance.You only get one chance at this, there is no 'practice' life.So, take some initiative and grab life for what it is.Otherwise, you are not living, you are dying.