that i’m not the only “potty-mouthed freak” (yes, that’s a quote) in the world. that i’m not alone. that just because i don’t want to conform to what a bunch of knobs think i should, does not make me wrong. rather, it makes me right.
that it’s okay to get a little irked when people don’t get your focus, your ideas. someone, somewhere, does.
that it’s not just me who whistles her own little off-key tune, bangs her own proverbial drum (in my current case, my desk) and thinks out loud. it’s my thinking out loud that gets us somewhere.
Steve Jobs said it best:
Here’s to the Crazy Ones.
The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can quote them, disagree with them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing that you can’t do, is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine. They heal.
They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or, sit in silence and hear a song that hasn’t been written?
Or, gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
We make tools for these kinds of people.
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world,
are the ones who do
A good point of thoughts and poem lines there. Thanks. This existence is so vast and infinite that the so called set rules are sure to limit us. Break the rules and and be yourself – it’s good as long as you are not harming others.
Nod. agreed. thanks for coming by!
VERY cool!