edge...

there's a little crazy streak in everyone i know... sometimes it's a mere hazy line, meandering on their mannerisms and scuttling away the moment it draws attention... at others, it's a bold neon green highlight flashing blatantly commanding acceptance... and most times it fluctuates frantically between these two depending on what's happening around us. It's strange how openly declaring insanity has become "cool" now... the minds & moods of the famous mentally disturbed induces even more fame...manic depressive ageing rock stars, pregnant and bald pop princesses, neurotic drugged anorexic singers, actors who swing every which way to seem different!

"Crazayyyyy" crooned Steven Tyler and the words never really pinched... but of course, his daughter and Alicia Silverstone ensured that the audience is distracted from the very title of the song... visual treat for all *encouraging applause*... now it hits closer home than i would have ever imagined before!

How much do we really need to be pushed over the edge... a barely imperceptible nudge, a violent shove or maybe even nothing... maybe some of us are headed there without even realizing it and by the time the fog has cleared out, we are so far off the cliff, we didn't even realize there's no earth to keep us grounded...

what DO we need to keep us real? Friends? Family? A pet? Love? (can't help but notice the sequence!) perhaps, nothing at all... it could all just be an illusion, a superficial image reflected by the water of the world... philosophical as it may sound, somehow this extreme level of pessimism comforts me more than the "bobby-mcferin-whisling-don't-worry-be-happy" ever could...at least i know i will always be an imaginary number!