Entrapment of the Human mind (Ideas)

We humans, are restricted by our own thoughts and entrapped by the facade of our limitations.
The road blocks that we believe is only an abstract notion in our mind that manifests as physical blockages. 
Hesitant spark of ideas when made in circles and rooms of stagnance, dies down before it gets an opportunity to become an engulfing bright flame.
Many a times we too, tend to play the role of a wet blanket, even before the wheels of ideation begin.

This cycle of entrapment of ideas although originates in circles of discouragement is often Internalised for years thereafter.

Our ideas die before they even see the other side of innovation.

Every idea/thought seems unlikely untill it has come to fruition and implemented in a form that is beyond contrivance.

Throughout history, theories of innovation and momentum of change were scoffed, denied, ridiculed and abhorred. 
Galileo's radical notion that the Earth revolved around the Sun ;
The Portuguese Explorer,Vasco Da Gama, who wanted to set out to find a strange unknown land on the other side of the world know as India, shows us that novelty was constantly disapproved before it was refuted.

3,000 years ago, it was an absurd and comical concept that a man could walk on the moon with a suit and float in space. 
The whole prospect would be brushed aside as irrational and yet, here we are eons later, breaking boundaries and expanding horizons. 

The linear belief of problem solving is now replaced with multiple perspectives and connective cognition. 

Such advancement is only achievable or further enhanced with encouraging every spark of idea/thought or curiosity. 

Innovation and progress sustains only in growth centric spaces. 

We shatter man-made entrapment stemmed in the human mind with compassionate growth and providing a culture of beneficial change.
Every spark of ideation when inspirited, infuses with its counterpart resulting in glorious metamorphication.



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