Confused by our genius

You have a brilliant mind, and like many brilliant people you don't necessarily think the rules apply...

Strange though it may appear, intelligence can be a hindrance, it can be defined as arrogance.

Thinking outside the square, finding solutions before problems arise. Being different breeds prejudice, being perceived as a threat, can make you isolated.

Emotional intelligence is an argued ability, capacity, skill or, a self-perceived ability to identify, assess, and control the emotions of oneself, of others, and of groups, the so called “in thing” as present.

WHY?

Are we not all different?  Yet still we have the standard way we are taught, I have been to many training programmes, and been told ‘you should do things this way’.

But if we did, would everyone be trying out the same processes, with the same logical answers. Humans should think in illogically ways to find the answer to problems.  If you put yellow and blue together and discovered green, who then elected to add red and make brown.  And did the person who discovered green hit out and complain they ruined the theory and unambiguously stated that we should only work in green and no other colours.

They say that everyone thinks in different ways, our thoughts, our ideas, our decisions, conclusions and collisions as never the twain shall meet. Some of us however think alone a completely distinct dimension.

Illogical thinking has no boundaries it ranges from accepting the most bizarre to rejecting the most obvious. How can we set a standard? What one may find completely illogical another may fine completely logical. For example if I sit here and tell you that I firmly believe that the sky is green you will think that I am thinking illogically because you know that the sky is actually blue. But because I firmly believe that it is green there is nothing that you can do to convince me otherwise I will find your statement that it is actually blue illogical and you will find my statement illogical so who is right?

Life, becomes colours and we have black moods, virginal white, blue skies, yellow sunshine.  Say what you like we still behave that way, but I have blue moods, orange sunshine, white is white black is black, no it isn’t it has many shades, the same as life.