Creativity or Memory?

What really is intelligence? Should we go by school or by society? This is answered as the third part to my book about high school pessimism, which in this case is analyzing who really is smarter?

Neurons fire at speeds between 2 to 200 mph,

That’s really fast, I wonder if we can speed that up?!

Action potentials must occur for these thoughts that are either happy or sour,

I have an idea for improving those, even though I can’t remember what sensory neurons do and what is the size of the synaptic gap.

Why is it that I am seen as the smartest person in the school?

Why is it that I am seen as a smart person in the eye of the world?

Why is that we are stupid and smart and cool, yet dumb?

Why are we classified by improper definition at an age where time is only just about to unfurl?

I am the valedictorian of my class right now,

Everyone thinks I am a genius, but I don’t know,

Because while I can explain why, I can’t explain how,

And then I feel that fancy A+ is just for show…

I am not the valedictorian, salutatorian, or anything-torian,

In the eyes of the school and my peers, I am stupid,

But I have all these ideas, but I don’t think they’ll ever work, they seem so borin’,

And while I have all these answers, I cannot tell you if three fatty acids are in a lipid.

I wish I was that guy, he knows what he likes, he has great ideas and my intellectual respect,

But people automatically think he’s an idiot because he fails all those tests,

He has testing problems, whereas I tend to thrive,

But I would trade that any day for the ability to connive.

I wish I was that guy, he always knows what do, and people always take him very seriously,

And I have nothing left, everyone treats me stupidly because I screw up so seemingly hilariously,

All I have left are all these stupid ideas stuck in my head as I keep failing my exams,

I would trade my ideas for testing abilities, because about my ideas, I choose not to give a damn.

But many years later, once the genius craze has abated…

That guy with the great ideas just got promoted over me,

Now, he is the true valedictorian of our workplace society,

And yet again, I dream of having the innovation that great man has,

That while he eats a five course meal, I am left with only grass.

I now boss around the smartest guy I’ve ever met,

The one who aced every single test,

But even though I seem to have some great advice,

I wish for a greater acumen so I am not so dumb and plain nice.

How can I be smart and stupid in the same cosmic dimension?

How can I be both the at the center and outskirts of attention?

What am I? Smart? Is intelligence memory or creativity?

Who would be smarter among the both of us hypothetically?

I was valedictorian in my high school class,

Graduated with too many marks to pass,

But I also had some interesting ideas buzzing around,

And in during the tests I ace, they make so much sound.

And that is what leads me to being CEO of the company of the other two,

We’re all smart in our own way, I just managed to do what I do,

There is no such thing as absolutely genius, for we all break that rule in some way,

We’re all smart in the end, at the end of every hour, at the end of every day.

Could I be smart and stupid at the same time?

No. Only smart. Everyone is smart in their own way.

Am I smart even though I don’t understand the physics of wind-chimes?

Sure. Why not? That concept is hard for some people.

Am I smart even though I am incapable of improving the sound of windchimes?

Absolutely. Don’t forget though, every idea has merit, none are feeble.

I get it now! Me too! Everyone is smart in their own way. Intelligence is really a mixture of memory AND creativity.

It is the power of understand the science of and the spirit of the notion of improving cranial vitality!

In other words, intelligence is split between school and society,

Where one group is ruined to sobriety, and the other is praised to the point of being heavenly

(in both parts, the truth is so tart, but in both, only one is a work of art)

So realize this world:

Even though I was top of my class,

Even though I had ideas and sort of passed,

Even though I’m a mix of both, and that makes me jazzed,

WE ARE ALL INTELLIGENT IN THE END!!