Some People's Ears Are Warehouses of Information— Author: Gouya Roshan ( Güya Aydin)


Some People's Ears Are Warehouses of Information

Some People's Ears Are Warehouses of Information

Some people have ears, but their ears are not a home for understanding; they are warehouses of information. They listen to use what they hear—not to understand it, but to store it, recycle it, and spend one day against you.

These are the people who appear calm. They nod, and sometimes even smile. But deep inside, they do not see you as someone who deserves to be understood; they see you as a source of material to talk about.

You open your heart, believing you are in the safest place. What you don't realize is that your words may return tomorrow through someone else's mouth, polished and embellished—not to help you, not out of compassion, but to control you, gain power over you, or make you feel smaller.

These listeners are among the most dangerous kinds of people. They don't shout; They remain silent so they can collect everything.

Your pain is not sacred to them—it is a resource. They archive your mistakes, mark your weaknesses, and when the time is right, they present them as "the truth about you."

The bitterest part is this: you think you have built a relationship, when in reality, you have only handed over information.

These people are not loyal; they are efficient. They stay beside you as long as your words are useful to them. And the day there is nothing left to gain—or worse, the day they discover something they can use against you—that same silence becomes a weapon.

Trust, when given carelessly, does not merely become naïveté; it becomes evidence against you.

So the issue is not speaking less. The issue is knowing who you are speaking to.

Because some people have ears but no conscience, no heart. And in a world filled with cruelty and moral emptiness, every word you speak may one day be used as evidence against you.

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