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Saturday, August 18, 2012
In the Bar Room Brawl of Life, Crazy Always Wins
Yes, Crazy will always beat the living shit out of Smarts...and the smarter you are, the more unwilling you will be to accept this fact because your ego will insist that you hold onto the erroneous belief that you're smart enough to somehow out-think Crazy. But you can't. Why? Because Smarts has Logic for a trainer. And Smarts believes that all you need to 'win' is rapier-like wit, a sharp tongue and some cutting intellect.
Unfortunately, Smarts seems to always forget that you don't bring a knife to a gunfight...
See, Crazy will use whatever it can get it's grubby little claws on, to win...it doesn't matter if it's throwing your deepest, darkest secrets into your face, or shredding you to pieces with the things you fear most, or shooting you in the guts with every threat and manipulative lie Crazy can come up with...Crazy has no boundaries, no 'safety word', and no shame for lobbing verbal abuse like Molotov cocktails. Crazy could turn your love of kittens into a Walter PPK and figure out a way to use it against you, given the chance.
And Smarts blindly walks into this minefield of WTF as though it were some kind of resolvable or winnable 'challenge'...
Mistake #1 - Thinking Crazy won't commit to a suicide bombing.
Crazy doesn't give a shit about resolutions. 'Resolving' with you would mean you 'win' in Crazy's mind. And Crazy just can't have that. Crazy doesn't subscribe to the whole win/lose concept. Crazy ONLY cares about one thing...that YOU don't win. And if that means that, in the end, nobody wins and that you are both decimated, beyond all recognition, into piles of bloody pulp, well that's just fine with Crazy...cause Crazy doesn't play 'Chicken'...Crazy won't veer...Crazy will just hit the gas and the last thing you'll remember before your life explodes are those creepy eyes staring through that dirty windshield...gunning for ya'.
"And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist, at best..." That's a line from a song by Elvis Costello called My Dark Life. It's also plastered on the entrance sign to Crazyland. It should have also read "Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter." But hey, where's the fun in that? That would probably be way too direct for Crazy...
Mistake #2 - Thinking that you can ever truly navigate or comfortably hang out in Crazyland, much less change the politics.
Cause where Crazy lives, the streets are always shifting, and the stairways go nowhere, and there are invisible sinkholes and tarpits and quicksand and random flames shooting up from the ground and air filled with methane gas created by all of Crazy's bullshit chaos. There's are very few street signs and the ones that ARE there are inaccurate as fuck, half the shops are boarded up, the other half keep unpredictable hours, like from 1:04pm - 3:17pm every other Wednesday and sometimes Sunday in the months that have 31 days. And there's no one to complain to or reason with about all of this because the folks in charge of Crazy's Crazyland have names like Irrationally Irate and Delusionally Paranoid and Pathologically Neurotic and Lacking in Empathy and Pathetically Victimized and Morbidly Jealous and Narcissistically Fragile. And they spend their time swapping out street signs and doing whatever else they can think of to ensure that you will remain perpetually lost in their domain. You may falsely believe, at first, that you can somehow enrich, and even potentially, extricate Crazy...
Mistake #3 - Believing that Crazy has any interest, at all, in ever leaving Crazyland.
Crazy is exactly where Crazy wants to be...and so what if that means that most days are spent sitting around on a throne made out of the shrunken heads of all of those well-meaning patsies that came before you, armed with THEIR good intentions and sparkling brilliance as Crazy screams out absurd directives, pointless quests and endless demands on how other's can accommodate them. So what if they continuously shore up that tired old song and dance with imperatives about how they weren't LOVED enough when they were a much younger and more innocent batshit Crazy. Crazy don't care. Cause in Crazyland, your time belongs to them. And they will suck up every iota your time with nonsensical requests for validation. Requests that, at first, may appeal to the brilliant and do-goodery, ego-driven 'teacher' inside of you.
Mistake #4 - Believing that you're the one who can finally show Crazy 'The Way'.
Stop it. You can't. It's like trying to punch a squid...Crazy just absorbs it all and then forms a deadly, gelatinous mound over your psyche, where it will suck and suck and suck until you are a shriveled, apple-core of a head rolling around on the floor, your spirit in ashes, your soul black because Crazy has ravenously drained every bit of life force from it that can be smashed out.
Run Motherfucker Run...
Unfortunately, Smarts seems to always forget that you don't bring a knife to a gunfight...
See, Crazy will use whatever it can get it's grubby little claws on, to win...it doesn't matter if it's throwing your deepest, darkest secrets into your face, or shredding you to pieces with the things you fear most, or shooting you in the guts with every threat and manipulative lie Crazy can come up with...Crazy has no boundaries, no 'safety word', and no shame for lobbing verbal abuse like Molotov cocktails. Crazy could turn your love of kittens into a Walter PPK and figure out a way to use it against you, given the chance.
And Smarts blindly walks into this minefield of WTF as though it were some kind of resolvable or winnable 'challenge'...
Mistake #1 - Thinking Crazy won't commit to a suicide bombing.
Crazy doesn't give a shit about resolutions. 'Resolving' with you would mean you 'win' in Crazy's mind. And Crazy just can't have that. Crazy doesn't subscribe to the whole win/lose concept. Crazy ONLY cares about one thing...that YOU don't win. And if that means that, in the end, nobody wins and that you are both decimated, beyond all recognition, into piles of bloody pulp, well that's just fine with Crazy...cause Crazy doesn't play 'Chicken'...Crazy won't veer...Crazy will just hit the gas and the last thing you'll remember before your life explodes are those creepy eyes staring through that dirty windshield...gunning for ya'.
"And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist, at best..." That's a line from a song by Elvis Costello called My Dark Life. It's also plastered on the entrance sign to Crazyland. It should have also read "Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter." But hey, where's the fun in that? That would probably be way too direct for Crazy...
Mistake #2 - Thinking that you can ever truly navigate or comfortably hang out in Crazyland, much less change the politics.
Cause where Crazy lives, the streets are always shifting, and the stairways go nowhere, and there are invisible sinkholes and tarpits and quicksand and random flames shooting up from the ground and air filled with methane gas created by all of Crazy's bullshit chaos. There's are very few street signs and the ones that ARE there are inaccurate as fuck, half the shops are boarded up, the other half keep unpredictable hours, like from 1:04pm - 3:17pm every other Wednesday and sometimes Sunday in the months that have 31 days. And there's no one to complain to or reason with about all of this because the folks in charge of Crazy's Crazyland have names like Irrationally Irate and Delusionally Paranoid and Pathologically Neurotic and Lacking in Empathy and Pathetically Victimized and Morbidly Jealous and Narcissistically Fragile. And they spend their time swapping out street signs and doing whatever else they can think of to ensure that you will remain perpetually lost in their domain. You may falsely believe, at first, that you can somehow enrich, and even potentially, extricate Crazy...
Mistake #3 - Believing that Crazy has any interest, at all, in ever leaving Crazyland.
Crazy is exactly where Crazy wants to be...and so what if that means that most days are spent sitting around on a throne made out of the shrunken heads of all of those well-meaning patsies that came before you, armed with THEIR good intentions and sparkling brilliance as Crazy screams out absurd directives, pointless quests and endless demands on how other's can accommodate them. So what if they continuously shore up that tired old song and dance with imperatives about how they weren't LOVED enough when they were a much younger and more innocent batshit Crazy. Crazy don't care. Cause in Crazyland, your time belongs to them. And they will suck up every iota your time with nonsensical requests for validation. Requests that, at first, may appeal to the brilliant and do-goodery, ego-driven 'teacher' inside of you.
Mistake #4 - Believing that you're the one who can finally show Crazy 'The Way'.
Stop it. You can't. It's like trying to punch a squid...Crazy just absorbs it all and then forms a deadly, gelatinous mound over your psyche, where it will suck and suck and suck until you are a shriveled, apple-core of a head rolling around on the floor, your spirit in ashes, your soul black because Crazy has ravenously drained every bit of life force from it that can be smashed out.
Run Motherfucker Run...
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