Genius
Neurotron | 19 August 2004, 11:22amThe survival and sustenance of genius probably depends on its existence on the edge of sanity. On the border between the commonplace and the chaotic; on the thin line between the material, the mundane, and the magical and mystical. True genius is a source of infinite pleasure to the one who possesses it, for the external onlooker can only experience but a minute fraction of it. A fleeting, humbling touch.
Only the possessor of such a gift can experience its rewards to the utmost. To him, however, the experience is an everyday occurrence. The true joy probably lies in the sudden insight – of the stunning beauty in simplicity, of the order in the universe, and the indescribable feeling of the sudden understanding of how it all makes perfect sense. A discovery of the method in the madness. And this insight needs no external justification by another person, does not need to be shared to be enjoyed, does not require a concurrence from someone else. It is a world of pleasure unto its own, and the joy is inescapably obvious on his face.
The human brain is, unquestionably, the most complex structure in the known universe. The body is but an apparatus to support the genius of the mind, an appendage the requirements of which seem inconsequential when the train of thought bears an undeniable momentum. A flame, as a bundle of energy, is remarkable on its own, but it’s the occasional flicker and spark that make it interesting and worth watching. Similarly, watching a genius at work, in any field, is a joy to behold. But being a part of, or even witness to, the proverbial ‘stroke of genius’...THAT elevates the experience to a higher plane. THAT can make life worth living.
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1. By bt | 19 Aug 2004, 12:22pm
often wandered troll-like toward understanding (?)genius meself.
pratchett has a theory (one of several, demented): ideas fall like sleet through the air, and occasionally find root in a receptive mind. so once in a while we all have our moments of fuck-that's-brilliant. said with a certain detachment, maybe because we see that genius isn't personal property. it's more often a statement of wonderful fact.
some minds, however, catch all the ideas that fall. every single seed of inspiration takes root in their fertile brain. what a mad place that must be! and, like you said, what a magical one. a landmine field of fuck-that's-brilliant.
2. By bt | 19 Aug 2004, 12:46pm
this just in. the blurb to your blog reads like so: The survival and sustenance of genius probably depends on ...- Neurotron.
not very modest of you, mr man
3. By Neurotron | 19 Aug 2004, 1:56pm
Ah, articulation. Thank you, BT.
BT: 'what a mad place that must be!'
Neurotron: line 1 '...edge of sanity.'
Ha ha! Ironic blurb. Not so long back, I had a post titled 'I, Moron'.