Ideas

One day I was able to join a wise man on a walk through the woods that surround us. Considering the size of the acreage I hadn’t been able to explore every part of the property. As it turns out we ventured into an area that I hadn’t seen before and as we topped one of the rises in the land what appeared to be a cemetery complete with an entry gate appeared. At the top of the gate was only one word, “Ideas”. My friend didn’t seem surprised with the discovery. In fact, he appeared to be familiar with it. I asked him if he knew what this was and he simply replied, “It is where many of the ideas of man rest.” My curiosity was peaked and I asked him why they were there? He laughed and said, “They were simply talked to death.” A wave of sadness came over me and I asked if they were gone forever? He smiled and said, “Ideas never really die. Sometimes they go into a state of limbo until there are ears that will not only hear them but act upon them.” So the next time you hear what is presented as a new idea, odds are it is simply a resurrected one with a new suit on.