My Sphere of Madness

I would rather be insane and alone,
than normal and surrounded by people I don’t like.
The voices in my head keep me company anyway.

So, I’ve been thinking…always a dangerous sign..
I was wondering where to start, actually.
If I needed some kind of topic to wite down a couple of words here.
Then it hit me, of course I don’t!
This blog-thingy (I don’t really like to call it a blog) was never meant to be a topic-kind-of-place.
The point was indeed to write down whatever came to mind!
So, this is what came to mind…

The wall over my desk is filled with post-its. I use them to collect quotes.
And one of them keeps haunting me.
“Don’t limit a child to your own learnings, for he was born in another time.” -Rabbinical-
It’s a bit weird actually, ’cause I’m not really fond of children.
(But wether I like them, or not, isn’t really the point.)
Lately, it seems like my world is changing.
I used to be surronded by juveniles. But at some point, they all grew up.
It feels like it happened over night. I can’t keep up!
This is why the topic of children keeps haunting me.
People I go to school with has them already. Some are on their way.
Even my childhood friends are becoming parents! Ok, so maybe not all of them. But still..

So, I was thinking…and this quote got stuck in my brain…
I was thinking about my own childhood, and my parents.
Not that they did anything wong. I was just reminiscing.
It’ a shame actually. That we limit our children by our own knowledge.
It’s true. They are born in another time.
“..they’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know..”
So why do we? Why don’t we let them loose. Let them learn things on their own?

A child needs rules..
We do it for their own protection..
If it worked for me, it will work for them..

I guess. But still. You can’t help but wonder.
If you let a child make it’s own choices, and it’s own mistakes.
Would they fail without your guidelines? They might..
Or they could grow up to be more tolerant and much wiser than we are.
Would that be so horrible?

We teach our children our values. Our morals and ethics.
We teach them what we believe to be the truth.
Others have other ways, other means.
We teach them what we know. No matter how limited it might be.
But why? There are so many things that we don’t know.
Don’t they have the right to know?
Why limit them? It only ends up hurting them in the end..

Alright, so I don’t know much about parenting, or children.
And, if I ever have any of my own, I’ll probably end end up doing exactly the same thing.
‘Cause “..if our parents can fuck up, so can we..”
I’ll teach them my ways.
And I’ll convince myself I’m doing the right thing.

But for now, before reality get’s a hold of me.
Let me indulge in the idea that things can be done differently.
That we can do better than our parents.
That we can teach our children better ways.
That maybe, just maybe, we won’t fuck up.
That there still is hope…