It’s a balance. Not being busy is good sometimes; it’s called “resting” and it’s important for mental health.
But yes, to what I believe you’re trying to get across, being forced to be stagnant for extended periods of time (such as solitary confinement) can have deleterious effects on one’s mental and even physical health.
The point is also more about having agency over whether or not you have to be doing something and how you get to do it.
Your statement does a poor job in its addition and neglects certain important nuances by being overly generalized in its phrasing.
“Not being busy” doesn’t make you braindead and depressed. It is an important distinction between simply “not being busy” and “being forced into stagnation to the point it becomes hazardous to your health”
30 years in the forest, surrounded by family and friends, a life spent close to nature, around a fire, below skies that have not yet be tainted with light pollution. A naturally human schedule, based on natural cycles. Or a long life spent under a hazy sun and enough toys to distract you from how alone you are, surrounded by strangers and neighbors who have no reason to learn your name. I wonder which is longer, and which is more full.
I don’t think you understand what busy means, you are clearly busy spending time with your family and doing things to make them happy, helping friends, making fire.
A life of chemicals, to extend your productivity and to extract what it can from you. A life looking for distractions, when the meaning was there. In the woods. In the plains. In the mountains, the valleys, in a natural garden of eden. We traded it all and all we got was a clock to make us all slaves.
Not being busy will make you braindead and depressed too = shorter lifespan
It’s a balance. Not being busy is good sometimes; it’s called “resting” and it’s important for mental health.
But yes, to what I believe you’re trying to get across, being forced to be stagnant for extended periods of time (such as solitary confinement) can have deleterious effects on one’s mental and even physical health.
The point is also more about having agency over whether or not you have to be doing something and how you get to do it.
Yes I was merely adding to your earlier comment
Your statement does a poor job in its addition and neglects certain important nuances by being overly generalized in its phrasing.
“Not being busy” doesn’t make you braindead and depressed. It is an important distinction between simply “not being busy” and “being forced into stagnation to the point it becomes hazardous to your health”
30 years in the forest, surrounded by family and friends, a life spent close to nature, around a fire, below skies that have not yet be tainted with light pollution. A naturally human schedule, based on natural cycles. Or a long life spent under a hazy sun and enough toys to distract you from how alone you are, surrounded by strangers and neighbors who have no reason to learn your name. I wonder which is longer, and which is more full.
I don’t think you understand what busy means, you are clearly busy spending time with your family and doing things to make them happy, helping friends, making fire.
That’s a productive life where you add value.
A life of chemicals, to extend your productivity and to extract what it can from you. A life looking for distractions, when the meaning was there. In the woods. In the plains. In the mountains, the valleys, in a natural garden of eden. We traded it all and all we got was a clock to make us all slaves.