It may be apocryphal, but by way of Alan Watts, I am informed that the Arabs have a saying about crazy people: Be kind to them. Their souls are with God.
I was walking on Colfax with Dr. Phantomizer today and this older guy who was uh, let’s just call him, “well-worn,” started walking with us and telling us jokes.
I was about to tell him that I was sorry, I didn’t really care for riddles, because, well, I don’t, but he seemed harmless so I just smiled and nodded politely.
And then something remarkable happened.
After the string of jokes and riddles he spouted off with impressive fluency, the man said, with an alarmingly honest earnestness, “Keep at it. Apply yourself, and things will work out. Things will turn out alright.”
And then he gave me a hug. And it was exactly what I needed that particularly shitty day.
It was then I remembered hearing about the notably badass monk Ji Gong who reminds me that gurus come in many forms- the crazy, the drunkard, the strung-out hippie, the quiet one, the dancer, the joker.
That’s really all I have to say about that. So, just remember, and I’m saying this because I know how easy it is to forget: Things are going to be okay. Really.