Ideas thrive on being shared.  We humans can’t help ourselves – we love to pass them on, to our contemporaries, to our children, beyond, if we can.  After all what is immortality but having our ideas remembered?

Sharing an idea changes our collective brain, modifies old ideas and leads to the creation of new ones.  Every shared idea adds to that ever-growing pile that all are free to rummage through, in search of the missing piece of their particular puzzle.

All without destroying the original idea, or removing it from the mind that first thought of it.

For me, this is how ideas have worked all my life.   It feels strange to see a really interesting idea and not be able to share it.  It’s as if it’s been put behind bars, on show, but inaccessible.

I can’t help but ask: why would you do that to an idea?

Especially your own?