How do you know when you're in the presence of genius? You witness a passionate, wide-eyed maniac doing or saying something that looks or sounds a little strange.
I've been in the presence of genius. It's impossible to miss.
Dictionary.com describes genius this way (note: I've selected the one definition that best suits my rant):
gen·ius [jeen-yuhs] : a person who strongly influences for good or ill the character, conduct, or destiny of a person, place, or thing.
A genius is someone who "does," not someone who simply thinks. He or she is someone who risks, and not someone who critiques.
Geniuses are misfits. Like a pair of tight fitting pants, they make people uncomfortable.
Please don't ignore them or berate them. Embrace them. Cherish them. For it is discomfort that inspires change and insight.
Oscar Wilde wrote, "An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all."
And a genius who does not take action in the face of said danger, despite his or her I.Q., is really not worthy of being called a genius.
Our challengeing times demand more geniuses. Where are they?
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