Crazy is Productive

Today I had a conversation with a crazy old man.  He told me to get business cards and to never stop writing.  He said I need to send out my material all the time, and everything will take off when I least expect it.  He said that he could tell I was going to be big, and that my presence was a dead give away (p.s. this thing about "my presence" I've heard a lot, not sure what it all means). Now, people who say that crazy people don't contribute anything to the universe better eat their words--and I mean chew, swallow, and digest into acidic pulp. Talking to this man made me think of three things:

1. How crazy people probably have the most to contribute to the world,  because everything is abnormally unfiltered. Where their world ends and ours begins is a blur to them. Words and thoughts seem to come from a more unaltered source.  When you only have one universe revolving around your head, I'd imagine these people are lost in this universe, so lost that ordinary practices of daily interactions and societal pressures means practically nothing.  Crazy people have their own demons to deal with, so much that the real world around them is only a tupperware container for holding their own universe.  My point is that crazy people can contribute and be productive--just not in the usual manner we are accustomed to.

2. I really can never stop writing, and I do believe in my dreams even if no one else does.  When you do what you believe in and sweat and breath it everyday, other people start to follow.  How bad do you want it?

3. Women and professionalism.  When a women receives a compliment from a man, relating to her skill and talent, when is it genuine? And when is it because he wants to get in her pants and feels flattered by her attention?  I feel like this area puzzles me.  Is business talk ever JUST business talk?  It never seems to be so.

 After that man left, I began to smile, because I had just gotten a reality check about who I am, and where I want to be.  In all the things that have currently been going on in my life I almost forgot the drive, the energy, and the creativity I have had building up inside of me.  I need to keep my creative projects going, or my soul might begin to rust.  Never. I can't let it and I won't.