It's All So Simply Complicated ...
Some people always seem to be complicated. They live complicated lives, have complicated jobs, drive expensive and complicated cars, eat a complicated menu of foods, enjoy complicated sex, have complicated emotions, complicated moods, a complicated past, and complicated plans for the future. Everything about them is a mishmash of maybe this, maybe that ... a quandry of hypotheticals, unknown variables to consider, tangents, angles, contorted schematics, and obtuse dramatics. Every vision has a revision. Every problem creates another problem. Every thought needs rethinking.
You ask them a simple question, such as "How's it going?", and they reply, "It's complicated."
Other people live extremely simple lives. They have simple jobs, drive inexpensive and simple cars, eat simple foods, enjoy simple sex, have simple emotions without great mood swings, enjoy a simple past, and hope for an even simpler future. They don't change much from day to day, they are happiest when "now" is not hugely different from "before," and if there's an apple cart somewhere, they would prefer that no one upsets it and sends those apples rolling down the boulevard. They confront problems with a seemingly single, simple solution: "Everything happens for a reason." Of course, they don't give much thought to what that reason is or might be. That kind of speculation is far too complicated to pursue.
You ask them a complicated question, such as "Do you believe that God is watching over us?", and they answer with a simple, "Yes," because saying "No" opens the door to a discussion that they do not wish to have. "Yes" is simple. "No" is complicated. Above all else, these people follow the philosophy of "KISS" — "Keep It Simple Stupid!"
Now, most people live somewhere between "complicated" and "simple." Most of us would prefer to keep things simple but find that our interactions with other people tend to make life complicated.
As John Donne once wrote, "No man is an island entire of itself." We live in a world of connections. I am connected to you even as I write this, and you are connected to me even as you read this. That connection may be small, trivial even, but there it is. You don't get to say, "I have no connection to him." You do.
If you tend towards being a complicated person, you are already reading between the lines, trying to figure out if there is a hidden message or meaning to what I am writing, and in the worst case scenario, you are getting frustrated and possibly even sexually aroused.
OK, I'm not sure about the sexual arousal part, but what the heck, complicated people are always quick to be sexually aroused, so I just threw it in there.
If you tend towards being a simple soul, then all this will seem very obvious to you. You will simply say, "Yes, I am connected to him."
And there it is ...
Not only are we connected to one another, we actually care about connecting with other people. Whether complicated or simple in nature or somewhere in between, we want to cross the space between one another. It's all a bit like touching two live wires together, if only to see if there's a spark between us. We like a spark. It's what's expected.
Sadly, there is not always a spark. On occasion, one of the wires has no juice, no electricity, no pulse. You can still connect the wires together, but the lamp probably won't turn on. You'll still be sitting in the dark.
Connections do not always become what we hoped they would become. Sometimes, a connection turns into rejection which then quickly creates dejection.
Nobody likes to feel "dumped." Nobody likes the "blues." Nobody likes the "blahs" of unhappiness.
The trick is in how you react to missing the mark when trying to make a worthwhile connection with another human being. Complicated people try to figure it out, twist it this way, and turn it that way, always looking for a reason. Simple people just let it go. But, everyone feels the hurt. It's just a part of life, so fundamentally simple and so confusingly complicated at the same time.
© Kennedy James. All rights reserved.
Some people always seem to be complicated. They live complicated lives, have complicated jobs, drive expensive and complicated cars, eat a complicated menu of foods, enjoy complicated sex, have complicated emotions, complicated moods, a complicated past, and complicated plans for the future. Everything about them is a mishmash of maybe this, maybe that ... a quandry of hypotheticals, unknown variables to consider, tangents, angles, contorted schematics, and obtuse dramatics. Every vision has a revision. Every problem creates another problem. Every thought needs rethinking.
You ask them a simple question, such as "How's it going?", and they reply, "It's complicated."
Other people live extremely simple lives. They have simple jobs, drive inexpensive and simple cars, eat simple foods, enjoy simple sex, have simple emotions without great mood swings, enjoy a simple past, and hope for an even simpler future. They don't change much from day to day, they are happiest when "now" is not hugely different from "before," and if there's an apple cart somewhere, they would prefer that no one upsets it and sends those apples rolling down the boulevard. They confront problems with a seemingly single, simple solution: "Everything happens for a reason." Of course, they don't give much thought to what that reason is or might be. That kind of speculation is far too complicated to pursue.
You ask them a complicated question, such as "Do you believe that God is watching over us?", and they answer with a simple, "Yes," because saying "No" opens the door to a discussion that they do not wish to have. "Yes" is simple. "No" is complicated. Above all else, these people follow the philosophy of "KISS" — "Keep It Simple Stupid!"
Now, most people live somewhere between "complicated" and "simple." Most of us would prefer to keep things simple but find that our interactions with other people tend to make life complicated.
As John Donne once wrote, "No man is an island entire of itself." We live in a world of connections. I am connected to you even as I write this, and you are connected to me even as you read this. That connection may be small, trivial even, but there it is. You don't get to say, "I have no connection to him." You do.
If you tend towards being a complicated person, you are already reading between the lines, trying to figure out if there is a hidden message or meaning to what I am writing, and in the worst case scenario, you are getting frustrated and possibly even sexually aroused.
OK, I'm not sure about the sexual arousal part, but what the heck, complicated people are always quick to be sexually aroused, so I just threw it in there.
If you tend towards being a simple soul, then all this will seem very obvious to you. You will simply say, "Yes, I am connected to him."
And there it is ...
Not only are we connected to one another, we actually care about connecting with other people. Whether complicated or simple in nature or somewhere in between, we want to cross the space between one another. It's all a bit like touching two live wires together, if only to see if there's a spark between us. We like a spark. It's what's expected.
Sadly, there is not always a spark. On occasion, one of the wires has no juice, no electricity, no pulse. You can still connect the wires together, but the lamp probably won't turn on. You'll still be sitting in the dark.
Connections do not always become what we hoped they would become. Sometimes, a connection turns into rejection which then quickly creates dejection.
Nobody likes to feel "dumped." Nobody likes the "blues." Nobody likes the "blahs" of unhappiness.
The trick is in how you react to missing the mark when trying to make a worthwhile connection with another human being. Complicated people try to figure it out, twist it this way, and turn it that way, always looking for a reason. Simple people just let it go. But, everyone feels the hurt. It's just a part of life, so fundamentally simple and so confusingly complicated at the same time.
© Kennedy James. All rights reserved.
When I was a younger woman, my life was far more complicated than it is today. Now that I'm an older woman, I tend to keep things as easy (simple) as possible. There is much to do and people to see, and I refuse to get bogged down by complications. That's not to say I don't have days when things don't go as planned. That's life! Right?
ReplyDeleteAnother good Kennedy James blog ... peace!
Yes, as we get older, we do tend to live simpler lives ... with simple pleasures ...
DeleteWhen I was younger, solving even the most complicated, seemed all too simple. Now that I'm older, most everything seems simply too complicated to solve, simply.
ReplyDelete~Manfred
Simply put, you can never solve everything ... you just need to reach a place where you're comfortable with your choices ...
Delete... to look ahead and pace back... it's all so simply complicated...
ReplyDeleteSort of the yin and yang ...
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