Ideas are like water streams. Sometimes they move at a leisurely pace, sometimes they assume big proportions and sometimes they dry up. But one thing is never wiped out and that is their trail, their path through which they had passed; their traces. Even if the streams dry up, it is through these traces only that it will flow again one day.
Indeed public memory is short-lived and ideas can be pushed out of the mind through the systematic brainwashing of the masses, yet they can never be wiped out...it is through the traces, the basic truths of human existence and its ultimate purpose that they will rise again like a phoenix from the ashes.
And that’s the beauty of the ideas...they can never be wiped out..they will rise again; with new names and in new minds.
Indeed public memory is short-lived and ideas can be pushed out of the mind through the systematic brainwashing of the masses, yet they can never be wiped out...it is through the traces, the basic truths of human existence and its ultimate purpose that they will rise again like a phoenix from the ashes.
And that’s the beauty of the ideas...they can never be wiped out..they will rise again; with new names and in new minds.
