We become what we consume
The most poisonous thing on the planet is a frog; more specifically, it’s the Golden Poison Frog with enough venom to kill between 10-20 humans or two elephants.
But the interesting thing with the Golden Poison Frog – or any poison frog for that matter – is that they aren’t inherently poisonous. They become poisonous from the specific things they eat; if you took baby frogs and fed them things that didn’t have the poison, they wouldn’t be poisonous.
They become poisonous because of what they consume.
On a related note, I’ve come to realize that I know people that consume a steady diet of outrage, and because of that they’re outraged all the time. Or perhaps it’s reversed and they’re outraged all the time and then consume a steady diet of more outrage.
Still others have a steady diet of stupidity, and they’re stupid all the time. And it goes on.
Young, broken people grow up to be old, broken people and after a while you can tell who’s going to end up which.
And I’m finding out that they’re every bit as poisonous to me as those frogs. So I keep my distance.
After all, a frog in a well knows nothing of the ocean and I like to know of oceans.
Conversely, however, I’m also finding that I have more optimistic, worldly, and ambitious people in my life than I might have otherwise expected. And these people consume those things that make them more optimistic, more worldly, and more ambitious.
These people I don’t keep at a distance.
I’ll tell you about it someday.