Monday, February 21, 2011

Crazy

It has been a while since I spent any time here; thought I better pop in and share some thoughts and possibly questions. Tonight, I am curious about crazy.

Crazy, if applied correctly, allows us to be eccentric. Eccentric, so long as it does not hurt anyone is thought of as entertaining and sometimes cool. Rich uncle Leopold was eccentric, remember kids? He used to run around with a tuxedo and a spear gun looking for sea horses in the back yard...what a hoot he was. There ya go, eccentric.

Then there is the crazy that does not leave any of us with a chuckle in our throat. That is the crazy that we know lurks inside of us and comes out in irrational and unfunny ways that makes us sound and look bad. Often many of us see our own crazy and yet we do nothing to kill it. Instead we let it run rampant at times and wreak havoc on those around us; often times even on ourselves.

Where does crazy come from and how to we purge it from our lives? I ask, because it is a waste of time dealing with bad crazy.You would think that people would want more peace and contentment in their lives and let crazy go. Why hold onto it when it does not take you anywhere good? Or does it?