The title is actually a name of the German book series for children learning German as a foreign language. Children – the young version of humans. To be honest I see them as very pure and unaware beings. Okay, hold your horses I do not mean it in a bad way. Ignorance is after all a bliss. Do you not envy that? For them it is like what is not broken need not be fixed and what is not known has no effect. That makes one reckless or should I say unstoppable!
Oh man we do not grown up we just fall in a pit of thoughts. This, that, something else, I mean there are people who live being so cut off from the world – in their own world – they are better off than those who want to be updated about everything and everyone. So much to keep up with! And then there is meaningful, relevant and the irrelevant aspect to these updates. In all the updates what we learn is a lot more than we should know or could have known. It works both ways.
We think nothing effects us. As adults that is where we are wrong. We are curious and curiosity might have killed the cat but a little knowledge won’t hurt me. It takes one thought to bring up an emotion. We cry watching movies, reading books because we feel them and yet somehow we like to think that nothing really effects us. Wrong… It does! And not just the sensitive ones but everyone – brain works the same way in all of us. It wil store and it will remind you. Every bit of it, every thing we hear, think, see or say is not as much of our making au contraire it is the reflection of what we have been feeding the head with.
So, a little ignorance not in our responsibilities but in being updated can save us from negativity, the frequent sadness, and fear. The forces that stop us never of a positive origin they come from a deep sitting experience or in a similar fashion from our surroundings. It does not mean that we dump the news papers it just means read to know not lo learn because un-learning it is not easy.
Like a child who could be emotionally scarred or mentally disturbed even in a little bit of upheaval, why do we not treat ourselves like that and stay away from all the shite. “Who would be the adult then?” Really if that is the argument then lets count the number of adults who can not fathom basic things that children seem to not only fathom but also accomplish with being their tiny selves.
Children – they fall, they cry, they dust off, they do not dwell upon it, they just carry on…It is all about being real, being free and that is in itself being unstoppable. For them “so ghet das….” (so it goes…/that is how it goes…).