Simple vs Complex

Last night, I had a stimulating conversation with one of the most intelligent people I have met in a long time. (Which is saying alot, considering that many of my good friends are way above average).

In contrast, today, members of MINDS (an organisation that schools/trains mentally handicapped people) came to our school. They sold bookmarks and did a mini concert for the staff and students to promote awareness of the organisation. The concert performance was one of the most uncoordinated things I have ever seen - and yet - one of the most profoundly moving. The joy that they exhibited and the courage that they embodied made us applaud like we were at a rock concert.

Yesterday, I asked the person in question if he sometimes thought that he was too smart for his own good, in the context that simple people seem so much more accepting and contented. He commented that if he (or I for that matter) was any other way, we would not be ourselves. True, I thought.

But I'm still pondering today. I guess I want the best of both worlds - the pleasure of complexity mixed with the joy of simplicity.

Greedy girl.