A Penny for Your Thoughts
Here is something to ponder.
Are your thoughts for free? Are your ideas shared by others because people think like you do or because you inadvertantly pull strands of thought from the people you meet and the experiences you have?
The reason I ask is this. Recently, I had two very different people steal my thoughts. How could that be, you ask? It was made possible because my thoughts were on paper, or rather, the internet. Is it a coincidence? Did they just happen to think like me? No, I think not.
We live in a massive think tank. We’re up to our ears because we soak up every bit of information, visually, creatively, audibly, you name it. Even our dreams consume us to where we sometimes confuse reality with the unconscious thought. But, no matter how overwhelmed we are with information, we know when someone else claims our words are their own. I know.
I know that one of these people didn’t dream up a personality profile that starts out just like mine. She literally used my autobiography word for word and only changed the names of people to make it hers.
I know the other person didn’t blog about who “there person is” after watching Grey’s Anatomy a few months after I watched the show and pondered that very same question in a blog on the very same website. No way. No how. It was too familiar. It had my style.
What should I make of this? I could be flattered that some people either want to be like me or they want to think like me. Imitation is the best flattery, right?
The thing is, that’s just not acceptable to me. My thoughts are worth more than a penny and more than the paper their written on. My thoughts are mine. I own them. I don’t want to be imitated. I wouldn’t be me if others tried to be me.
Get it? Good.


