reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
reflex, reflect.
The words keep resounding in my brain. What bugs me most, is that as much as I know where my parents are coming from, I can't accept their ideals.
[insert the quote that prompted this post]
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Great, now I can't find the article. Basically, it was talking about the generation gap. How our parents' generation grew up in a time where things were constantly changing. Therefore, they grew up on reflex.
Whereas our generation, luckily or unluckily, was born in a time of constants - where we know more or less what we want to do [i.e. become the monster hub of all hubs]- making us a generation of thinkers instead of do-ers. And that's why both generations don't relate to each other.
Trust me, the concept's a lot clearer in that one quote than in my entire paragraph.
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I think the generation gap started way back in the beginning when Adam and Eve were created.
Why?
Simple.
They were made man and woman. They never experienced the process of growing. So when they had kids, they couldn't relate to them.
Maybe.
Just maybe, that's why Cain killed Abel.
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