I stand up for something crazy. I reside in a monastery for the sake of some silence and solitude. It is a remote place. People who are not like me, think it is crazy, of course. Why don’t I live and act more like, well, them? Because I am not them. I am me. Maybe you might think about standing up for something others think is crazy. But it might be just right for you. You will know they think it is crazy because they will say, “Oh, that’s crazy.” Those will be your friends. Others will decide to keep their distance lest they catch your crazy. But if we each stand up for what if thought crazy by others, we might have a very interesting mix of unique people true to themself. And that is not crazy.
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