Clean Kill: The Brutal Beauty of Simplicity

 


We are addicted to complication because it lets us hide. Simplicity strips the mask off. It’s beautiful — and terrifying — because once you accept it, you have to live with what’s left.


Here’s the first bone you need to chew: simplicity doesn’t feel safe. It feels naked. And humans are cowards by design. 


We dress our cowardice in complexity — busy calendars, dense language, ritualized suffering — because the noise protects us from the terrifying silence of truth.


But simplicity is not sentimental. It’s not a soft sunset caption on Instagram. Simplicity is a blade. It cuts away the worthless, the distracting, and the performative until only the essential bleeds through. 


That’s the beauty: what remains is honest, potent, and unavoidable.


Think like a philosopher for a moment: when you pare away the trappings, you’re left with the real metaphysical question — what do you stand for? 


Most people never answer that because answering means choosing. Choosing means losing other paths. 


Most of us would rather keep every path open and then stew in the paralysis of choice. Simplicity forces a verdict.


The soldier knows why simplicity is sacred. In combat there’s no time for nuance. Complexity kills. Orders are short so lives survive. 


The same applies to life: the clearer your priorities, the fewer opportunities there are for catastrophic failure. 


The person who keeps three things clear — health, craft, integrity — can weather storms others drown in because everything else was eliminated before it became ballast.


A lawyer should admire simplicity for different reasons: clarity, defensibility, and reduced liability. 


Contracts that read like novels hide loopholes; contracts written in razor-sharp sentences leave less room for betrayal. Life contracts are the same. 


A marriage, a job, a promise — the simpler the terms, the fewer ways to be deceived. 


Complexity is often a legal strategy to cloud responsibility. Simplicity humiliates that game.


Here are three raw examples, because we’re not doing aphorisms — we’re doing consequences.


First: the relationship gambler. She wants to be mysterious, “hard to get,” complicated, with a private emotional code. She believes the mystery increases value. Instead, it corrodes trust. Simplicity — honest talk, direct boundaries — doesn’t remove passion; it reroutes it into something that can survive the weeks, not just the thrill of the first month. The brutal beauty? When she says what she wants and gets ignored, she learns faster which people actually deserve her. Simplicity spares a decade of theatrical suffering.


Second: the entrepreneur who worships scaling before product-market fit. He stacks strategy on strategy, consults three gurus, hires six agencies, and attends nine conferences. Complexity is his badge of seriousness. Meanwhile his product rots. Ask a veteran CEO: the deadliest sin is doing more stuff you don’t need. The beautiful part of simplicity is merciless efficiency — build the smallest, test it, kill what fails, repeat. It’s uglier than the hustle-porn myth, but it wins.


Third: the knowledge worker who hoards information like a dragon hoards gold. Tabs open, courses half-done, books unread — all of it appears as accomplishment. But knowledge without action is procrastination prettified. The brutal corrective is elegant: pick one book, read it, master its core idea, apply it for six months. If it fails, move on. Simplicity replaces the illusion of preparation with the harsher currency: results.


Don’t be romantic about simplicity. It is not comfort. It is a procedure of loss. You will shed friends, habits, and justifications. People will call you cold. “Why did you quit? Why won’t you help with this? Why do you refuse to ‘pivot’ again?” Their questions are the last gasps of the old chaos you’re abandoning. This is the scary part: simplicity forces you to accept that you are smaller and stronger at once. You shrink your options so your impact can grow.


Let me be blunt: most people mistake complexity for depth. They throw in layers of drama, language, and philosophy to look profound. But depth is not disguise. Depth is durability. A deep life is one where choices made now still make sense years later. 


Complexity explodes under the pressure of time; simplicity becomes more precise.


If you want the beauty of simplicity, prepare for a crucible. You must tolerate boredom. You must choose fewer loves so the ones you keep become luminous. You must practice saying “no” until it feels like breathing. You will lose the applause of the distracted crowd, but you will gain the company of people who stay.


Practical brutality: pick three things that matter and cut everything else. That’s the soldier’s order. Make your work a single metric of truth; make your relationships governed by a handful of clean promises; let your daily routine be an austere machine honed for life, not theater. Don’t be clever for clever’s sake. Don’t complicate to feel important. 


Choose, and then be ruthless about maintaining the selection.


Final note from the lawyerly skeptic: simplicity is also your defense against regret. Complicated lives produce complicated regrets — what-ifs branching into a forest of “if only.” 


A simplified life creates fewer, clearer what-ifs. You can face them. You can litigate them within your own conscience. Complexity hides the defendant. Simplicity puts the defendant — you — in the dock and forces a verdict.


So yes: simplicity is beautiful. 


But it is not soft. 


It is a stern, surgical beauty that demands you be honest, decisive, and brave. It will frighten the coward in you. It will banish the temporary comforts you cling to like security blankets. It will, however, give you back something rarer than ease: a life that actually means something when you finally stop performing for the audience.


Call to action: Tonight, before your phone wakes you with another list, pick three things that truly matter. 


Write them down on paper. 


Kill one habit that feeds noise. 


Send one brutally honest message to someone you’ve been avoiding. 


Simplicity is a practice — begin it now. 


If you want, tell me the three things and I’ll help you sharpen them into a strategy that doesn’t lie.



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