Like a baby, an idea starts out pure and full of hope.

But a baby has to learn to crawl, then walk, then talk.

A baby needs to grow. And the only way it can grow is with people.

In the same way, an idea is nothing without its parent. It is frail and vulnerable. It cannot survive by itself. It will quickly vanish if its parent doesn’t nurture it.

But an idea needs more than its parents. It needs people. A person raised in isolation is not a healthy person. A person gains independence after tumbling in the real world.

In the same way, an idea needs to be pushed and bullied and endure and evolve. Only then can it mature.

Only the ideas that survive time and changing moods and hate are the ones that deserve to live.

So if you have an idea, it’s worthless until you do something about it. And then it’ll still be worthless, until you get over yourself… and let it play in the playground with the rowdy kids.