Occam’s Razor as Arbiter
by
Odin Roark
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.
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