I’ve realized something over the past few days, and I’ve had to think hard to confirm it.
It’s literally impossible to do absolutely nothing.
Think about it, someone asks you what you’re doing and you say “Nothing.” you’ve just lied.
You’re sitting, or standing, or lying down
You’re blinking or staring
You’re hearing them speak or communicating with them
You’re seeing them or sensing them
You’re thinking or your next response or ignoring them
If you’re reading this and you’re like “What if I’m sleeping?”
You’re resting, your body is repairing itself, carrying out processes
Your brain is still active
Your eyes may be moving
If you’re like okay, okay, wait, “What if I’m dead? I can’t be doing anything!”
You’re moving on to the next life if you believe in one
“What if I’m cremated?”
Your ashes are sitting in an urn
Your ashes grace the landscape or building you’re in
Afterlife if you believe
“What if I’m buried, completely decomposed, and don’t believe in an afterlife?”
Your spirit wanders
It graces or haunts the land and maybe a few well-chosen individuals
“What if I’m completely gone and do believe anything happens to me after death?”
Your death is affecting someone
Your friends, kids, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, spouses, romantic interest
The grandchildren that never got to meet their grandparent
The workplace you changed for better or worse
The home you left behind
Even when you’re gone completely, there’s someone, something that carries you on forever.
Conclusion reached: August 2015