Monday, February 13, 2006

The crazy ones...

"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 praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing that you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things."         -Apple Computer, 1997

I think there is way to much to ignore these days. Most words spoken are fluff, the float away after being burped out nonchalantly. They don't have weight or an edge to them that sink them deep into the soul or the heart or the mind. Too much of our conversations are forgetable. Too many sermons are dismissed with a yawn because they have about as much fire in them as a Christmas lightbulb, sure they make everything look pretty but couldn't resuscitate a freezing heart.

I find myself bored too often. Bored of small thinking, small dreaming and shallow living. Bored of the temperature of most people I meet. They have no grit, not fire, no spunk. They are bland or artificial like human splenda. Give me some dark chocolate people, souls with a kick. People whose lips are spicy with smoldering passions lit from heavens coals. Give me someone who lights up a room and doesn't put out the light by their shadowy countenance. Merely mists that dampen everything alive are most souls. You would never know that their God was once known as a consuming fire.

I want more crazy ones to lead because the safe and balanced ones are causing a spiritual petrification to set in. Everything is hardening and what once was fluid and free has become stagnant and crusty. Give me some ideas that excite me, that challenge me, that make me want to do anything to make them come to pass. Throw out the stuff that dentures can chew and put something on the table that requires some sharp teeth.

Dream something that when spoken only spiritual ears can hear it and only spiritual eyes can see it and all that walk with neither, will simply laugh at the idea.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This goes perfectly with what I've been thinking lately. We let so many things beat the ideas out of us that when we actually get a good idea, it sounds absurd.

We package truth in such nifty little containers. So bland and easily ingestable. But sometimes, nay...often, the truth is the hardest, most delicious thing to swallow.

Keep the dreams alive and flowing.