hidden treasure

October is the month to remember people who lived.  Their lives meant something to those who knew them.  Unknown to the rest of the world but important memories unrecorded.  Unrecorded memories because only some people are deemed important enough to document.  If a person was to consider the contributions of forgotten lives and compare that to a real world that exists today.  The real world that leaves many scratching their head wondering how on earth some people are signed to entertainment contracts.  The real world that is controlled by squeaky wheel issues.  Imagine a doctor being honored for preventing a wound from healing.  Displaying a gruesome gory wound so the doctor is always being talked about.  The doctor is always given a platform to discuss a point of view.  Anyone that dares ask why it has taken so very long for the wound to heal is marginalized.  Political wounds not allowed to heal.  The attention to detail to prevent the natural healing process could be seen as psychotic.  However that type of conversation will never happen.  No matter how obvious the reality presents itself.  No matter how simplistically it is explained.  The notion of free thought will always be a hidden treasure.