Breath Deep

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It use to concern me. Then it just became annoying.Now I simply don't care. For years I believed in the power of thought and for a while, it seemed like a good concept. But I'm starting to think that the power of thought is only accepted if it's similar to the masses; and if the thought was only ever verbalised for all to appreciate in wonderment.

It might be that I am becoming more experienced in this game of life, it might be that I am viewing the past through rose coloured glasses, or it just might be that I am seeing and conveying an unpopular truth.

But in this day and age of everybody knowing everything and everything being for sale, I am finding that the power of our thoughts can be somewhat toxic.

Not all, but many.

Thought by its very essence is a conclusion of an experience, nothing more, nothing less. A thought in its purest form is not wrong or right; it's just a thought to be further explored in the hope of arriving at a balanced conclusion.

But the question that burns deep within me is how can we come to a balanced conclusion through respectful communications if a thought can quickly leave you on the margins of society?

It's as if we have dived headfirst into an abyss where the unique nature of individual thoughts has been shelved in favour of the fastest, loudest, easiest, and most generally accepted. It sometimes seems like these are the only thoughts that matter. 

A world where the fascinating nature of humanity seems like a hassle, like too much hard work. Where unique thoughts without a clear path to monetisation could be seen as strangely controversial. 

It still happens, unique thought will always exist. There are and will be many voices for us to explore, but sadly these differing views, these unique thoughts about world issues seem to get lost in the hysterical nature of public forums.

Again it might just be me, but we seem to have embraced a society that rewards and encourages divide—publicly punishing different thoughts and beliefs as wrong.

The energy it takes to participate in this never-ending war of ego-driven opinions must surely be greater than just listening, considering and when appropriate, commenting or even complimenting.

The reason I worry about this so much is quite simple. It scares me to think of all of the great thoughts that could become solutions that may never see the light of day. Simply because we forgot how to listen and accept that someone else might just might have a different viewpoint that could be better.   

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