Unthink
It struck me that thinking both creates and destroys everything for us.
Our analyzing and thinking opens new doors and opens our minds to new ideas. But at the same time, thinking ruins all that is fun and taken for what it is. It seems nothing can ever be left alone. It has to be torn apart and looked at. It can’t be what it really is, it is actually something else.
Why do we always ruin things we loved as children when we become more mature?
We ruin them by going back, with a mind full of ideas and with the ability to think. But we can’t “unthink” it. We would be better off if we never went back and destroyed our memories with our maturity. I have fond memories of places and events from childhood. I do not revisit them, because I know they will not be as great as I remember. Everything is much better as a child. That is why we analyze and destroy these memories. The stories are not as great as we remember them to be, so we feel the need to look everywhere for something great that will make it live up to our expectations.
I like your first sentence; it is catchy and a strong statement.
I beg to differ on the rest of your post. The idea that thinking about childhood memories destroys them and they should be hidden or hoarded away seems very Scrooge-esque. The point of sweet memories is to reMEMber them. Whether the maturity and evolved mental process we gain seems to belittle them, they are what shaped us to begin with. Without those memories we would be lifeless and empty shells of cold sociopathic machinery without the capability to create, love, or enjoy.
Hercules has been my favorite Disney movie since I was a child. I still love its themes and strong messages that I see more clearly now. The other day I watched the Lion King and understood the innuendos for what they were. While this surprised and made me a little crestfallen, I still enjoy the movie, I simply see it in an entirely different light.