Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Mork from Ork and the Terrific, Hilarious, All Good, Very Funny Life



 
Originally posted at LightQuestMedia.com/blog
 
Robin Williams said something funny once.  Who knows who heard it, but it must have been a zinger.  It compelled him to try for a laugh again, and once the first domino fell we’ve been laughing ever since.

He had a knack about him to exhaust even the listener.  How could he think that fast?  Talk that fast?  And exactly how many voices were in his head, anyway?  Because they could all come out in one smooth, mildly coherent monologue.
He was genius in motion.  He flung words like wet noodles against the wall and every one of them stuck.  He left too soon, but, in comparison, his talent lasted so very long.
Robin Williams gave us the dance of our lives before the music stopped.

“Oh Captain, my Captain.  Who knows where that comes from?  Anybody?  Not a clue?  It’s from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln.  Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating, or if you’re slightly more daring, O Captain my Captain.” – John Keating, Dead Poets Society

Oh Captain

 

Of all the quirky, off-kilter, zany yet relatable lines Robin Williams spoke, one quote had more weight.  In fact, it sunk to the sandy ocean floor.  And there it sits.
Robin (his relationship with his audience was too personal to call him “Williams”) saw things few do.  And, during an interview with Diane Sawyer in 2006, he gave us a momentary glimpse inside the mind that baffled us.
It came after a two-year relapse into alcoholism following 20 years of sobriety.  It came two months after rehab, where he had admitted himself.  It came days before “Man of the Year” premiered and, once again, audiences would flock to the unexpected dialogue of a man who couldn’t be held down by a mere script.
It came after Sawyer asked if the last two years brought him sadness.
“Yeah, there’s a sadness…and then there’s also hope. In sadness, it’s almost like…you wish they hadn’t happened, but they did.  And the purpose is to make you different. It’s what they call a Buddhist gift.  I would call it the ultimate Christian gift. It’s that idea of, you’re back and you realize that the thing that matters are others – way beyond yourself.  Self goes away.  Ego, bye-bye.  You realize there are a lot of amazing people out there to be grateful for.  And a loving God.  And…other than that, good luck.  That’s what life is about.”
Link to Robin Williams Interview on GMA

“My first day as a woman and I’m getting hot flashes.” – Mrs. Doubtfire

Knock, Knock

 

Everyone loves the sound of laughter.  But maybe Robin didn’t hear it like we do.  Maybe he heard something different.  Maybe when he delivered a line so crisp it could be snapped in half and loudly crunched, he heard a sound with a more angelic quality.  Maybe, for him, all laughter was infused with a tinkle of glass and the gurgle of water.  Maybe it boomed like thunder or rushed like wind.  Maybe flutes and violins played in the background and, because he was Robin Williams, there was a tuba thrown in there, too.  Maybe as much as laughter can lift our spirits, for Robin it lifted his feet off the ground.
He was so entranced with laughter he dedicated his life to it.  He brought it to hospitals and sick beds, to soldiers far from home and the homeless far from everything.  He would take his talent to the darkest places in life and then open it up like a box of sunlight.
Everywhere Robin went, he went for the laugh.  And the laugh came running to meet him.  This was his gift.  It was how he gave to others.  That is where the quote and the life collided.

“We’ll try to be more quiet.  We’ll only play ‘spin the sock’, we’ll replace our stereo needle with a Q-tip, and we’ll all play charades wearing gloves.” – Mork

Come In Orson

 

There’s a lot we don’t know about Robin.  We do not know the struggle happening inside his mind or the pain of his battle.  He kept that to himself.
But we know he got one very important thing right: He knew life was about giving all of himself, even as quirky as he was, to serve others in only the way he could.  That, and a loving God, was life.  He knew it.  And now we do, too.
Thanks Robin for all your glory and humanity, your mistakes and stumbles, your humility and noise, and that one time when life was just too heavy that you made us laugh in spite of ourselves.
Until next month, nanu-nanu.

“You treat a disease, you win, you lose.  You treat a person, I guarantee you, you’ll win, no matter what the outcome.” – Hunter Patch Adams

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