Those of Misery

It's melancholic, that most people automatically lose their ability to see or create anything inherently novel when they become adults, as noted in Le Petit Prince. A couple of days ago, I talked with someone, who is into philosophy and that sort of wisdom flattered and well sold among CS based bloggers, and they thought themself stood a chance, to look down upon and play with everyone in a certain online community. I suggested some ideas totally out of a new structure, unprecedented by any regular means of public knowledge, including philosophy and pseudoscience, and that would be part of a test. Sadly, even if they didn't understand the whole thing, which would actually be in a rather middle part of a book on what I worked out these years beside my profession, they tried their best to neglect what sounded new to them, and to react accordingly as if they saw something familiar, which indicates two principal human attributes(especially of adults) I've been fighting against, vanity and arrogance.
The test goes on, no punishment, because I've seen someone being a counterexample, compensating all the incompleteness from those of misery, nor reward on tested individuals, because the child-like features are the reward, already given by that one above, nothing better than which can I provide.