Sunday, April 18, 2010
Simply
"O be wise; what can I say more?" (Jacob 6:12, bold added vigorously)
"Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise." (Alma 37:6, bold once again added quite vigorously)
I don't seek to define wisdom. Only simplicity. Glaring me in the face, the over complex analyzer. I am confounded (does this make me wise?).
I see meaning, and that meaning is beautifully deep. I love the depth of life. I love the voices of common household objects, the relationship of clouds and stars (like blankets), the... everything! I love words and eloquence. I love reading you! Looking for depth! This means That.
"Please bring me the your most complex entree! The one with more ingredients and dining rules than actual composing-molecules (They are scanty portions)." And it is then, as they bring you the chef's delightful creation smothered in twelve (12!) sauces that combine to do nothing more than destroy any hope of your tongue tasting normal food again, you look over at the table next to yours and see the culmination of goodness: The french fry. One potato, sliced long, deep fried and salted. It is then you realize your folly.
The beauty of that fried embassy of simplicity (The humble french fry) is as desireable, fully and simply, as any mass and grand creation. As easy to handle. Smother in Ketchup. Enjoy. Though, of course, simplicity is a healthy and good thing and not innately fattening. (What happens when you try to complexly define simplicity? You end up with french fries). It is better done with single words. In simple purity these small things gain their great power. More power than loquacious speeches, dissertations, or the entire OED ("Madam! I wrote the O.E.D" -J.R.R. Tolkien).
And then
Fresh cut grass
Warm sunshine
Window struck rain-drops
Running through sprinklers
Happy
Tickles
Open windows
Read with me
Smile
Hope Simply Express
Be believing
Tangle
Jumping up and down
Embrace
Hold on Yours
Milk and cookies
Fields and stars
Good morning
Goodnight
Wonder
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Life
"Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise." (Alma 37:6, bold once again added quite vigorously)
I don't seek to define wisdom. Only simplicity. Glaring me in the face, the over complex analyzer. I am confounded (does this make me wise?).
I see meaning, and that meaning is beautifully deep. I love the depth of life. I love the voices of common household objects, the relationship of clouds and stars (like blankets), the... everything! I love words and eloquence. I love reading you! Looking for depth! This means That.
"Please bring me the your most complex entree! The one with more ingredients and dining rules than actual composing-molecules (They are scanty portions)." And it is then, as they bring you the chef's delightful creation smothered in twelve (12!) sauces that combine to do nothing more than destroy any hope of your tongue tasting normal food again, you look over at the table next to yours and see the culmination of goodness: The french fry. One potato, sliced long, deep fried and salted. It is then you realize your folly.
The beauty of that fried embassy of simplicity (The humble french fry) is as desireable, fully and simply, as any mass and grand creation. As easy to handle. Smother in Ketchup. Enjoy. Though, of course, simplicity is a healthy and good thing and not innately fattening. (What happens when you try to complexly define simplicity? You end up with french fries). It is better done with single words. In simple purity these small things gain their great power. More power than loquacious speeches, dissertations, or the entire OED ("Madam! I wrote the O.E.D" -J.R.R. Tolkien).
And then
Fresh cut grass
Warm sunshine
Window struck rain-drops
Running through sprinklers
Happy
Tickles
Open windows
Read with me
Smile
Hope Simply Express
Be believing
Tangle
Jumping up and down
Embrace
Hold on Yours
Milk and cookies
Fields and stars
Good morning
Goodnight
Wonder
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Life
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