I think one of the best measures of maturity is the willingness to let loose in joy while among the more insecure whose inaccurate definition of maturity demands that childlike expression is lesser than restrained politeness.
By whose standard of measure is "adultness" and "grown-upness" determined? It seems that those things are often based on how far one has come from being free to express what's inside along with how well intentions and responses can be wrapped in a specified box. That standard makes little distinction between the suppression of joy and the suppression of displeasure because it makes suppression the main rule. Huh? Those things are so different.
I say let loose with that joy like you did back in the day when diapers were a thing of the recent past and cheerios were happy little rings of pure delight. Being a joyful manbaby without the tantrums sounds pretty good.
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God."
-Matthew 5:8
Keep it simple
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12:22 AM
I think simple things that are nice are nicer than other nice things because of their simplicity. Simple things don't depend on fancy tricks or long-winded explanations of why they're great because they are what they are, and are themselves quite fully, just by being.
I think one of the best things about complexity is that it offers a contrast to simplicity; maybe complex things are just simple things excessively wrapped. Or maybe they're a mix of wrappings between simple things.
Truth and confusion seem to dance together in much the same way as simplicity and complexity. The core of the truth is in there somewhere, in the midst of the jumble that prefers to confuse. Fortunately, the source of truth doesn't change and the number of truths present remains the same.
People can often seem complex, but I think in the end they're simple; there's truth in them that makes them treasures, and that, a simple truth in itself, makes much of life simple at least in theory. Love, the act and attitude of appreciating that truth in practice, is at the heart of it all. Neat and oversimplified on paper; exciting, wonderful and messy in real life.
"And the work of righteousness will be peace, and the service of righteousness, quietness and confidence forever."
-Isaiah 32:17
I think one of the best things about complexity is that it offers a contrast to simplicity; maybe complex things are just simple things excessively wrapped. Or maybe they're a mix of wrappings between simple things.
Truth and confusion seem to dance together in much the same way as simplicity and complexity. The core of the truth is in there somewhere, in the midst of the jumble that prefers to confuse. Fortunately, the source of truth doesn't change and the number of truths present remains the same.
People can often seem complex, but I think in the end they're simple; there's truth in them that makes them treasures, and that, a simple truth in itself, makes much of life simple at least in theory. Love, the act and attitude of appreciating that truth in practice, is at the heart of it all. Neat and oversimplified on paper; exciting, wonderful and messy in real life.
"And the work of righteousness will be peace, and the service of righteousness, quietness and confidence forever."
-Isaiah 32:17
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