Curious Minds
With age, our sense of wonderment ceases in a way; if it were compared to our childhood selves!
I believe when we were young, our pictorial imagination of the big wide world was rather prestigious. I don’t know who taught the inhabitants of this planet earth 🌍 to stop hoping in those candid dreams of our younger beings.
Soon after puberty, our views of the world become bleak. Null in a way that is scary. All that’s left is to ascertain a way of life, a means to confer statuesque to this frail bones & flesh we dangle day & night 🌃 in an effort to ground our foot in the workplace.
Where did the sense of wonder go?
Where did the sense of right or wrong vaporize to?
Why is morality a disparity among religious sects?
Every child, no matter the upbringing, have a deep seated sense of right or wrong, without ever necessarily been told. I think growing up in the sense of the world is an ailment.
Yet, one of the great spiritual leaders, taught — almost assuredly: “the kingdom of God is for the children.” Don’t mind me, I paraphrased it.
Pursue Mastery of self. Better Being.
Always,
