Sunday, August 18, 2013

Simplicity of the complex

A recent conversation I had turned to a statement that I've used to describe my experiences in life ... let me say that again ... MY EXPERIENCES ... not myself. As you might expect, unfortunately, the exchange soon degenerated into an examination as to why I would call myself "dumb."

Simple minds simply over simplifying a complex subject, while at the same time complicating the simplicity of the beautiful struggle, which is life. Drawing breathe every few seconds is both a major miracle and a testament to the greatness of the creator.

I digress ...

The comparison is that I've lived a life similar to Forrest Gump. Superficially, the statement is a comparison to vast experiences that he had and the many points in history he intersected on the roads of his life. More deeply, it's an assertion of the best part of Forrest's being. He knew that he didn't know.

That paraphrased quote taken from Socrates is A) one of my favorite sayings and B) a statement that far too many people do not take enough heed to. Mankind is far to full of itself. We are so smart and have everything under control ... except everything we fucking touch ...

I digress ...

I strive to keep things simple. I love God, because to do so is to love yourself. We are made in his image. I love my mother, because she carried me and is the living connection to the vast power of the universe. I love my Father, because his example gave me a beacon of how to become a man, and it still shines to show me the path to keep. I love the rest of my family, because they each represent a small jigsaw piece that combines to reveal the total picture of who I really am. I'm falling in love with a woman, because ...

I am about to digress ...

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