We do for others because we don't know how to do for ourselves. We do for others because we feel it is the only way to make up for the damage we feel our craziness is doing to society. We do for others because it makes us feel good when nothing else in the whole world does, not even pills. We stay quiet and sit in the corner because others seem so much more needy. We require so little, you and I. A fact which does not sit well with others who would label us as too much to handle. When in truth, all those such as us really need is a bit of understanding, a bit of reciprocation, maybe a touch on the cheek once in a while and a sly wink. The rest of the world is needy. I'd rather be crazy. ~~Aimee

Sunday, 3 April 2011

A Beautiful Mind

Have you seen this movie? No? Then you have to. It's AMAZING! It's based upon John Forbes Nash Jr. He is a crazy who wins a Nobel prize. There are other geniuses who were just fuckin' nuts too. 

Like Pythagoras, he was the math guy. He is the reason you know The square of the hypotenuse of a right triangle is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides. I bet you didn't know he founded his own religion. Kinda like a Greek L. Ron Hubbard except in Pythagoras's religion not only did he believe in reincarnation but that beans were evil.Yes beans as in "beans beans good for your heart the more you eat the more you fart". Yes those beans. Although if you spend more than 5 secs around my Uncle Bo after he eats beans, then you will start to agree with ol' Pythie on the beans thing. 

So this has got me thinking. Maybe I am not crazy. Maybe none of us are crazy. Maybe we are all fuckin' geniuses and we haven't convinced the other crazies to follow us because seriously how many times have you really needed to know The square of the hypotenuse of a right triangle is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides? 

Exactly. So I think I will start working on my plan to take over the world and declare brussel sprouts as the sperm of satan. Have you ever smelled brussel sprouts cooking? There is no way that is not the sperm of satan. All those parents who try to get you to eat  your brussel sprouts. They are really satan's wives trying to impregnate you with his offspring. 

I so would have drunk the kool-aid. 

I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue... 

"crazy - aerosmith"


Tony Van Helsing said...

I'm with you on the sprouts, I like the taste but not the smell.

Haven said...

Ahahaha. Brussel sprouts are certainly the spawn of satan. I would totally follow this religious creed.

A Beautiful Mind is actually a rather disturbing movie for me. My grandmother was schizophrenic and a genius. It's an amazingly well done film but also a little hard for me to watch sometimes.

Maasiyat said...

I have never tasted one. I can't get past the smell. Certain movies do me like that as well, but I originally saw this when it first came out before I got so bad. I think that is why it didn't bother me so much.

Tom said...

People with papers on the wall have told me i am crazy. I have been asked if I am the devil, if I have more than one "ME" put on the medications that turn me into a drooling idiot.
But I have this idea, That I am supernormal.
I just SEE, and you know exactly what I mean.

We should get together, all of us, and migrate.
Change the world.

Natasha Tracy said...

Not to burst your bubble, but Nash ended up on antipsychotics although if I recall, the movie didn't depict that.

- Natasha

Maasiyat said...

Actually it does show him taking them. He stops taking them and starts having delusions again and almost kills his child in the bath. That is when his wife almost leaves him and he starts taking his meds and going to the university everyday and sitting in the library to work, but even if it didn't, it is still an amazing movie so not sure what bubble it would have busted or what that really has to do with my post?


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