Childhood Innocence

I am jealous of little kids because they have the ability to live in the present. They forget about the transgressions of the past and maybe look forward to what will happen tomorrow but for the most part they live for the day. They are not afraid to be creative and imagine and believe. Anything is possible and they truly believe that without a doubt in their mind. Little kids are some of the most creative people I have encountered. They have elaborate and abstract ideals that sometimes you just have to stop and think, "how did you even come up with that?!" So what if they may not ever work or be realistic, that doesn't stop them. They don't conform their way of thinking to societies and sciences standards. Why is it that we let these things confine our thinking; do we not dare to dream? Why do we limit ourselves to stay in the lines?

It's like coloring.

Give an adult a coloring book and tell them to color. First, they are likely to think it is dumb or childish but they are likely to color whatever is on the page with the 'right' colors and stay in the lines. Give a child a coloring book on the other hand and you might end up with a princess with green skin and the sky could be purple. Rarely will they be able to stay in the lines but they're ok with that. They are still going to be proud and want it to be put on the refrigerator.

Life is a mess, you will never be able to stay in the lines but who is to tell you that it is wrong?

When did we become consumed with societies standards? When did we loose our childhood innocence? Who is to say what we imagine, dream, create is wrong or no good and why do we accept it? Some people would like to blame others for the way they think or feel about things but you have no one to blame but yourself. No one can influence you without you first accepting it, letting them.

Who is to say we are to think systematically? I dare you to think abstract.

Color outside the lines.