It’s difficult to think these days.

I mean real, focused, contemplative consideration of anything your mind creates.

The act of consideration of any thought for any significant length of time probably doesn’t exist any more – not with all of the distractions and background noise.

Is it only me? Am I the only one that senses this?

Questions that come up in our own minds are treated as itches that need scratched, rather than gateways to the evolution of an idea. Thanks to the immediate access we have to the collective knowledge base of the internet, and the growing societal need for immediate gratification, the act of contemplation is a lost function to the human mind.

That, and being able to carry on a face-to-face conversation with a fellow human being. (Don’t believe me? Look it up…)

Maybe – just maybe – that is why the quality of our ideas and creativity has dropped over the years…in my humble opinion.

The notion of our creativity being cold and lacking of human warmth is something I’ve taken more notice of.

50 years ago, we decided to go to the moon. We figured out how to do it, and we did it.

It was an idea that spread, a vision that was shared…a challenge that was accepted. The resulting effort that was created has been unmatched, even to this day. And I’m not confident that it will happen again.

Why, you ask?

Because, the fertility of thought has been involuntarily bred out of us, by the “connectivity” we’ve been led to believe is so great. Our minds have gotten lazy and out of shape, tempted by the mindless droning of a video screen under the guise of feeding us a seemingly endless flow of the world’s collective information as an antidote for any painful “questions” that you might be afflicted with.

Curiosity is on life support.

Am I the only one that feels this way???

Hello?

Is anyone listening…?