I really like, very nearly love, aphorisms.
I am not a long-post-writer type of blogger.
I’m into brevity and efficiency. I take pride in conveying maximal narrative with as few words as possible. In real life, I’m not a talker and I get very drained when people are infatuated with their spoken word. This mentality translates to my written, blog persona.
Robert Lindsay feels differently and lays it out very well in a prelude to a lengthy article about an unrelated subject. There’s no wrong or right to this pressing issue; apples and oranges, man. In my apple world, I’m into semantic asceticism.
The nature of an aphorism is in its micro-illumination of a larger wisdom that can be extracted into 1,000-word essays if desired, and this is their beauty. Aphorisms express grand condensed concepts in spurts of philosophical ponderings which are laid like thought-provoking nuggets of wisdom that hatch discussions and thought experiments.
Aphorisms don’t coerce us into webs of involuntary wordplay; if we choose, we can choose to immerse ourselves at our own leisure. Aphorisms offer thought without the obsequious narrative.
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