After making train mistakes a couple of times, forgetting our tickets and taking a few mindless turns around the station, finally we are on the right train to Germany. It shows that we have lost the habit of being in constant movement after these months in Amsterdam.
Whenever I get on a train it is very easy to immerse myself in my thoughts and abstract from everything around me. That's why today I would like to talk about them.
Thought is the activity and creation of the mind; it is said that everything that is brought into existence through the activity of the intellect. The term is commonly used as a generic form that defines all the products that the mind can generate including the rational activities of the intellect or the abstractions of the imagination; everything that is of a mental nature is considered thought, whether these are abstract, rational, creative, artistic, etc. Thinking is also the coordination of the creative work of multiple individuals with a unified perspective in the context of an institution. Wikipedia
Freedom of thought is one of the rights that all human beings, without exception, possess. One of the few rights that is only controlled by ourselves and, however, the one that most often torments us with its disastrous consequences.
In childhood, people tend to be characterized by spontaneity and sincerity, regardless of the impact of our actions or words. It is very common for children to talk to themselves and let their imagination fly, ignoring that adults look at them with tenderness. The same insouciance is perceived when they say with total sincerity that they do not like a gift or a plate of food.
I have a very close example in my nephew. A few years ago he was pure sincerity when it came to expressing his thoughts. When Christmas or the day of his birthday arrived, it was a real ordeal to find a suitable gift for him, since his most frequent response when something did not please him was: Is this my gift? What a shit!
This used to be really frustrating and, sometimes, a little irritating to all of us.
But now my nephew is 11 years old and his attitude has changed a lot even though he is still a child. He no longer rejects gifts, on the contrary, he accepts them and thanks us for them. A child matured enough to contain those spontaneous reactions that characterized it. But he is not yet able to control his facial expressions. Which makes it easy to guess that something is not completely to his liking.
On the one hand, the whole family thinks: Good! Manuel is no longer rude and a despot. But on the other hand, I have to admit that I feel a little sorry because he begins to be conditioned by society. In a few years, half of what he says will be to get the acceptance of the rest or not feel different from others.
Over the years, social structures gradually turn us into limited beings, who seem to lose control over their own lives. The main problem is that we want to believe that this is not the case, we deny it, and we assure that we live freely, that we choose in each step the direction we really want in our lives. However, those people who one day were smiling and who were amazed at the little things, run against the clock today to complete the innumerable tasks of their busy lives, they are ashamed of their bodies, they fear telling the truth so as not to offend the others, hide their sexuality and their ideas for fear of attacks by those who can not stand freedom and sincerity.
Is it really so necessary to mature in this way and lose our spontaneity? Why do we have to pretend that we love something when we really hate it?
Many will answer: "Out of respect for others" And it is true, we must respect our neighbor. But why should others feel bad if we do not like something? Why do we have to be afraid to give our honest opinion?
