Simplification or Understatement?

Some things in this world are too big, long, or complex to comprehend or see. So what do we do? We simplify, in order to come up with an explanation or in order to explain to those less informed or less inclined to learn. Simplification can be a great tool for and is in fact absolutely essential for communication, and also gives us basic comprehension of things we would otherwise be unable to explain. But I find there is a wide and brightly colored distinguishable line between simplification and understatement; a line that people see but cross over anyway.

When did humans become animals? When did all that were are, all that have become, all that we feel, create, do, and think about become just another organism bent on survival and a slave to instinct; another notch in the evolutionary chain (about a thousand notches above everyone else with nothing coming close to comparison...)? This is more than just an absurd oversimplification, it's an insult to humanity. Can't the complexity of people (all that we have become and all that we strive for and do) be enough to make us realize that we came from somewhere and are made from something more than animals?

When did this world, this earth, this solar system, this galaxy, this beautiful, functioning, and unimaginably complex universe we live in become just an accident? How did all this come from just a trillionth of a chance a billion years ago from matter that just inexplicably always was? How can we dumb down something so magnificent and brilliant to something so illogical and utterly depressing? Can't the complexity of this world be enough to make us realize that it came from somewhere and was made from something more than just chance?

When dealing with something as complex as this universe, or as complex as people, I prefer not to dumb it down. I'll leave it just as it is, irreducibly complex.