Not as funny....

Ok. So, if you've read any of my blogs, you know I'm a ridiculous, insane, psychotic freak.  Minus the psychotic and with a realization that I am not truly insane (in the sense that I don't have to take meds).  But, sadly, there's a side of me that is a tad more serious than what you've read as of so far.

That said, this is a free-write based on something a little more "deep" or "serious" than my average post.

(I say "that said" too much)

I was talking to this kid I know the other day about how strange it is that the complexities of life are simplified by the beauty of people's minds.  The kid's exact words were, "How easy a mind can handle how complicated everyday shit is.  How much you gather from how a person dresses or walks or talks or handles themselves in situations.  You automatically comprehend a personality or character."  

That in itself was fairly intense.  But he added this, "How beautifully life is so complicated yet simple."

So this has all kinda been sitting on my mind for a few days.  Because when I think about life, I do think about just "letting it happen."  Kind of like a hippie, honestly.  

And then I was talking to this other kid I know.  And he was talking about how complicated life is and how it's good that it's complicated and he doesn't care to make it simple.  Now, I of course said, "Well, life is easier if you're just a cold-hearted bitch like me."  But he didn't really like that answer.  I even put out there that considering other's feelings too much and attempting to "feel" their emotions was girly.  That got the response of, "Well, if you're calling me a girl, then screw you."  But as we talked, I was able to convince him a little that being overly concerned with people and trying too hard to relate and tap into their emotions just makes life overly complicated and you cease to truly live.

So, the first kid was excited about the fact that life is simply complicated.  And the other was attempting to make it all more complicated.  I don't necessarily think one way is right and the other is wrong, but I definitely lean towards to the simply complicated version of life.

While I'm on the topic of all of this - I really do believe the intricities (I don't know how to spell that) of life are what make life.  BUT if we focus on them, they almost blur out into over-analyzation.  (I make up a lot of words)

I don't really know if any of that made sense.  But it's all been sitting on my chest for a few days and I'm pretty excited about the fact that I've had two conversations about this kind of thing and it was with two different people who come from two completely different "areas" of my life.  

Pretty sweet.

Life is "beautifully... complicated... yet simple."