human communication.

Human communication is completely and utterly based on a shared desire to learn. Without a driven motivation to acquire knowledge from those we interact with, there is no hope for shared vision or eventual understanding.
A simple intrinsic belief that all human beings are motivated by something to get out of bed each morning makes them a valuable source from the on set. We each hone our skills and memory indexes in accordance to what we find fascinating.
The 'buying and selling' of this information is the reason for human interaction. When I enter new social situations I have the mindset of an eager learner, a third-grader hearing about human anatomy or astronomy charts for the first time.
I have a tendency to ask questions, stimulating conversation that will eventually lead to myself acquiring a knowledge base from the others that I meet.
Ignorance and closed mindedness breed one another, for if a constant input of similar information and opinion is ingested, eventually it will lead to what I would like to refer to as 'rotting of the brain.' The racists, the bigots, the zealots: they all have a continually focused thought centered around the simple belief that they are undoubtedly correct when it comes to hanging people from apple trees, muttering under their breath on the subway or beating someone unconscious with any specific religious text. These individuals have not allowed an influx of information to overwhelm their circuits, firing synapses, creating greater self-enlightenment.
An approach centered on learning from each moment that crosses each of our path's can provide any individual with a more positive and optimistic mindset. There are potential pit falls to this plan of attack, and they lie in the file marked 'things you would never possibly imagine that you could be interested in.'
In some cases this file is better left alone, things like methamphetamine, pedophilia, and spousal abuse are topics for far braver and more despicable men. There are other avenues that may seem foreign and of no interest that eventually prove worthy of thought and discussion.
Small town dirt track races, bow hunting, interior painting techniques and Department of Natural Resources fish stocking tactics were things I never planned on devoting any thought or time considering, and they have all proved more than worthy courses of study.
Some days I feel this quest for knowledge is futile as I quietly tidy my pre-dug grave in the late afternoon sunlight, because, alas, we will all one day be returned to the dirt we sprouted in.
Why bother learning from others when one day the knowledge in your mind will burn faster than a Ray Bradbury novel?
Because we all must teach one another, we all must pass on the gifts bestowed. That is communication, the process of learning and teaching, taking and sharing, that if executed correctly could promote peace in the Middle East, provide a smarter way to utilize green energy, and maybe even provide a few smiles between our blurry cup of coffee and the late night television drone.