"Text-Book" Crazy

By Definition:
Crazy- 1. (adj.) Afflicted with or exhibiting irrationality and mental unsoundness. 2.(noun) An eccentric or mentally unbalanced person.

“text-book crazy”- the art form of mastering your delusions that can only be understood to outsiders by reading about you in a medical handbook. IOW… you need help!!!


Maybe it’s not all in a definition… but if you don’t deviate or variate from the idea then according to the laws of what’s absolute then you must be... Right? But what’s really in a word or rather a label? What makes the term transition from probability to definite? I’d hate to rest on the obvious, but if the traits exude the essentials, then my position curves towards the truth. So to simplify this equation, you either are or you aren’t in sound mind, because in reality there are no in betweens. Choose a side.

The things we do for love. Is it necessary to be broadsided by the obvious to live the American Dream? Don’t be crazy for something, when you can be sane yet have nothing. Those who can learn to be content “with-out”, will be the first to be blessed “with”. I may not have, but one day I will, and I’m sane enough to be patient for my dream to wake in my reality.

In this world you only have so many options. I’d like to see the truth for what it is and act accordingly. I stray from ignorance; there’s no real peace when you relax in a false consciousness. So many are quick to see life through kaleidoscope specs that they forget like everything in time their eyes will grow weary. I prefer to dream in black in white, yet operate in color. The only grey in my reality is the existence of you; those of you that are “text-book crazy” to whom never see the truth because their mind is content with hesitations.

We all want “that dream”, but don’t capture the nightmare in the midst of trying to will your own creation. I’d like to come home to a “guarantee” but the only thing certain is the death in my bad decisions. My choices can breed life, yet mistakes can take my breath away. I’d hate to die to ignorance, when I can live to true opportunity.

If you’re holding on to something that’s not good for you, then don’t be upset if nothing good ever happens to you. Love doesn’t have to come in pieces; but if you refuse to see the “whole” picture, then don’t be surprised when you get half of what life has to offer you.

I don’t necessarily embrace being alone, but for now I am content. I have to cultivate my wants and needs, and hope that from them grows something promising worth the pick. We’re all flowers; fertilized with the chance to grow to perfection. I’d rather wait to pick one with my likeness then settle for a wilted flower still wading in its own manure.

I’m not crazy for wanting more or choosing to wait for what’s best for me. I’d be crazy to settle for what was in front of me when I’ve already seen the destruction it left behind. Insanity paves roads to seclusions, because when you get there, you’re usually the only one who understands. Not everything in life has to makes sense, but if it’s senseless and you continue to do it then you might just be… "text-book crazy".

© A.L. Lewis