“I’ll say that insanity is just the inability to communicate your ideas. It’s as if you were in a foreign country, able to see and understand everything that’s going on around you but incapable of explaining what you need to know or of being helped, because you don’t understand the language they speak there. We’ve all felt that and all of us, one way or another, are insane.”—
Sometimes, we forget that when we want to do something great, we need to start with the basics. Lately I have been frustrating myself as to why I don’t excel at certain things. Like drawing for example, I have been mad since I haven’t drawn genuinely (I meant genuinely, meaning making really good drawings). All the subjects I chose were all unfinished - and all the finished ones weren’t preeminent (at least to my judgment).
I have applied this to music as well. I know I’m good at it. But I don’t ever learn new songs. I don’t ever learn new techniques, be it from the drums, acoustic guitar, bass guitar or piano. I don’t ever read books. Or at least if I start to, I don’t finish it as well.
I just want to do something great————— then again, I think I know what’s wrong. I like rushing things now… because I’m over confident, I know I can finish things quickly and make them look good. That is wrong. Wrong!
I remember my Math professor telling us a problem. For example, you solve this *taking out this factored form into a polynomial equation* (x+4)² - now if you are not extremely horrible in Math, you can do it in your head and just get it right, but then, he asked us, “So how do we solve this the easy way?” He said. And we kept quiet. He smiled and said, “Write it down!” So he wrote it down. (x+4)(x+4) and we get x²+4x+16.
His point was, there is no easy way. He did not teach us some kind of voodoo to get it quick - we had to write it down. Write it down.
Sometimes that’s what’s wrong with us. We like to rush things and we feel that we’re so smart and mature because we’re old and we’ve been through so much. But we also should not forget that we started from zero - nada (nothing), and we started progressing from zero to one, to two, and so on. So we should not be ashamed if we don’t know certain things because IT TAKES TIME. It takes patience and courage and determination to do something great. It’s not an express food chain that we’re so used to. Isn’t chicken barbeque better if the coal started with tiny bits of fire, because it wouldn’t be good if it’s burnt outside and still bleeding inside?
So I’m going to take my time. I’m not afraid to not know things, what I’m scared of is if I don’t do anything about the “not knowing.”
It just gets to me lately. We keep quoting about how we are excited for the coming of the right or the perfect person in our lives - the ideal man/woman, soul mate? Or whatever you may call them. Man, why can’t we just love someone we like and be happy?