The Genius of the Crowd / Das Genie der Menge / O Gênio da Multidão / El Genio de la Multitud

By 0 , Permalink

You create your own reality with your own effort. Average people watch television, play on the internet or on their mobile phones, wondering why nothing is changing in their lives.

It must be because of my age, race, beliefs, bad luck, or just anything else, they can blame it on. It rains on everyone but you make the decision whether to run, to stay, avoid it, use an umbrella or just dance.

If you want to be average, all you have to do is keep your dreams and goals to yourself and do nothing to accomplish them. One day you realize the World does not stop for you, keep telling everyone about all of your past accomplishments. You will cry for the good old days to come back.

Life does not have a reset button. You had your shot, and you chose an average life.

Average people focus on their past. Missing your childhood does not bring it back. You can not turn back time. You only get one chance at life, so make it count. The past and future only exist in your mind. Focus on the here and now, and you will find yourself in more than average situations.

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art

No Comments Yet.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *