Another Year Gone

Eighty-five today and still writing.

Maybe I have said everything I have to say. I look back and reread words from blog posts past and find I agree and disagree with it all, naive simplicity and pedantic complexity, so serious and so silly. Ideas are to be lived, like seeds sprouting questions, budding heresies, and bearing fruit with new seed, doing it all again. That's life, or perhaps meta-life.

Which leaves me wondering:
what's the meta for:
overthinking simplicity,
oversimplifying complexity,
being seriously silly?

Enough!
Time for life.
I will dig the garden and plant again.

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Evolution of Minds: acknowledging the complexity of thought

KISS or SIN: in praise of simplicity

Emergence: a simple poem about the source of complexity

To Look at Dust: the last words in this blog.