Laziness is taboo, yet this paper is a manifesto for the lazy and I its author count myself as one of that otherwise nondescript rabble. Laziness is not something to be proud of or to proclaim publicly without embarrassment. ‘Otiose’, a word that originally meant leisure, has come to mean of no practical benefit, as if leisure is not practically beneficial as such. Yet like a taboo or a ghost, its non-existence still haunts us, and this essay seeks to trace its wilful outline by means of certain similarities in shape and form or isomorphisms that relate otherwise distinct phenomena. Outlining that isomorphism is akin to drawing the chalk outline of a body in a murder scene without the body – only by the signature of that body.