The Affliction of Brilliance

The path of the brilliant man is lofty in loneliness, daunting in mockery, and riddled with pitfalls of failure.
The creative mind is a berserker in the battlefield of life's obstacles, unable to differentiate ally from enemy.
Improperly applied smarts escorts a man through naive arrogance, and into ignorant humiliation.
It's as though one brings a gun to a knife fight, though more weaponized, the situation is immediately heightened, more dangerous.
An odd gift, it can only be certain within the mind of those in possession of it, while others will teeter between both its recognition and dismissal as nonsense.
It will find the peak of it's resistance against the grain of life in those possessing it whilst being considered young adults.
It will reach the peak of its loneliness when it matures enough to recognize itself comprehensibly.
It will never cease it's mockery, however if utilized properly it will harbor enough respect to outweigh this.
Its methods are sporadic, thus the state of perceived failure or success can never be solidified, ever evolving.
Thus brilliance is an affliction.
Heart disease destroys a person in terms of measure, visibility, and traditional human perception, while consequently warranting immense growth in gratitude, awareness, prioritization, and love if properly handled in the mind frame.
Brilliance requires this same stratagem to find fruitfulness, though not via the same technique, as this would only inflate attributes favored by the ego, and leave one open to the many pitfalls.
The evolution of man thus far, has granted many, but found none worthy, of properly managing brilliance.
Brilliance has within it the capacity to fix an extremely perverse, corrupted, and broken world.  
Brilliance has many lenses through which it may be translated and recognized by the common man.
Poetic brilliance is often mistaken for scripture, scripture often fails to evolve through poetic brilliance.
A field doesn't control it's diversity of crops, a forest doesn't control it's rainfall, an old tree doesn't control the velocity of the wind hitting it, a desert doesn't control it's scorching temperature.
These basic truths are expansive beyond much more than our own habitat, and the nature within it.
These principles are constants, steady within the universe, which just as nature, are ever evolving.
Thus, all factors considered, the best analogy for brilliance is natures evolution to eventual harmony, should it happen to arrive at the destination.
Lastly, all factors considered, the best analogy for mans possession of brilliance is mans evolution to eventually become God, should he happen to arrive at the destination.
I conclude the big bang was nothing more than an explosion intended to scatter divine brilliant fragments across an enormous field of possibility, which are magnetized in a way to inevitably piece themselves back together over time, thus creating a different painting of the divine makeup that opted to do the scattering.
I will take the lonely, mocked, tried and failures of life over the hollow souled, blind and dumb, conformists of life on any day, to call as my friends and brothers.