Occam’s Razor as Arbiter
Might the simplest of explanations be the right one?
In the maze of thoughts, where complexity weaves its web,
the sharpness of a simple thread of clarity
cuts through the tangled mess.
Words, like gentle rustling, unravel the knots of confusion,
each syllable a beacon, guiding us to understanding.
In the quiet reserve of a hush, truth finds its voice,
unburdened by the weight of unnecessary adornment.
A child’s question, a teacher’s patient reply,
the elegance of a clear answer in a world of noise and haste.
For in the heart of simplicity, lies the power to illuminate,
to bridge the chasms of doubt and bring light to the darkest corners.
Whenever, I try to show my partner some of the multiple ways to do things with her multiple computers, she gets upset and asks me to go by simple steps directly to the solution and not, "go round and round."
Whenever we get on the computer together she has a quick trigger finger and is always clicking the wrong button--therefore making things very confusing instead of going straight to the solution. But lately, with tightened Internet security, just logging onto a familiar website can be a nightmare requiring several calls with long wait times.
Ron