The Problems of Creative Person!

I refer to creative person as someone who is thoughtful.. So obsessed with his thoughts that he is carried away by what he does. This makes him mentally absent for the people around him... Unavailable, disengaged and not taking any active part in surroundings, for such people meeting a new person requires a certain preparation, They have to be  mentally available, they have to dress well and they have to have time for certain meetup. You can't just go and tell them things like that. You have allow them to anticipate the situation, give them enough space so that they can engage and look into their eyes, are they lookin to you into your eyes?... Are they mentally available? Are they not occupied? They cannot just attend anyone like that. You have to inform them to meet them. They have like list of specific people who know and understand their mood. You cannot understand such people unless you don't meet their friends, until you don't see their personal room, until you don't see where they sleep, where they pray and unless you don't see they angry, crying or helpless...because in every other state they meet, they are not themselves, they are somewhere else. 

One of the problem for them is travelling and ability to understand geographical locations. They cannot meet you by themselves, someone has to attend them. They just don't leave their house like that, they need certain preparations... And by and large, they are not even listening to you or not even interested in what people are talking about. You see such people have cultivated a imaginary world of them, they live in it. They day dream about it all the day. They have names for streets, they have names for certain days and they have names for feelings... They have their own vocabulary, their own grief, their own delight and personal tears. Most of the time such people are hiding behind doing strange things: finding hobbies, writing, making friends, watching movies, sleeping and eating or discovering God..Having enlightenment.

With all their originality, charisma and aura, they are not interested in anyone else. They are so consummed in themselves that their whole existence have become to heavy to carry. They carry extraordinary guilt. Pain and remorse. They have build doors for the outlet of the pain, And from those doors, people smell fragrance. 

It's a work of art to transform pain into acts of kindness, service, self less living with extraordinary sophistication and luxury of not being attached to absolutely anyone in life : That's the true freedom that they love about. Godly. Divine. Awesome. They have not died yet but they have conquered death in their mid thirties by practically abondoning everyone they meet. 

And people often ask them how come they are not yet socially sound enough to carry the friendships even at such mature age, the only victory for them able to survive and have functional life : They would have gone insane long ago, they would have closed the doors long ago: They are carrying their heavy existence gives hope to lot of others alike them.