The people who make a difference are the ones who get bored. – Brian Eno
I imagine it’s like the metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly. Bear with me… You’re all happy being a caterpillar, walking around and eating leaves. Watching out for birds, hanging out with non-threatening bugs, doin’ your caterpillar thing. After a while you don’t feel too right with the way the world is and you wall yourself up from it, watching from the inside as all the other caterpillars breeze on by, eating the leaves you used to munch on, running from the birds you used to hide from, hanging with your old non-threatening bug-friends. You just don’t belong anymore. You’ve got a grander vision. You’ve changed. You tear down the wall and discover that you’re no longer tied down to the leafy stems. You’ve traded earthly legs for colorful airy wings.
You fly away, thumbing your butterfly nose at the blissfully ignorant crowd below you – still munching away on their mundane earthbound leaves. Poor fools.
And you’re snatched out of the air by a rather large bird and swallowed whole.
I want to tag a little bit on to Mr. Eno’s quote at the top of the page.
The people who make a difference are the ones who get bored – without falling prey to laziness and arrogance.