Periphery

a record of mundane things that have stuck in my mind, and what they may mean.

Sunday, January 19, 2003

Assalaamu Alaikum :)

Tuba asked me to post my next blog so here it is...

I'm reconsidering this whole blogging thing, before I've really even begun. Basically, I think it's some sort of pollution. Information pollution. Hmmm, wonder if I thought of this one myself? I'll google it later to see. Anway, information pollution is production and distribution of useless facts and opinions that add nothing to the world, such as this blog.

For some reason, or for no reason at all, not sure which, I'm remembering Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintanence. I don't think Pirsig talked about "information pollution," but I think he would agree with their being such a thing, and would certainly oppose it. I think I remembered Pirsig because of what he says about mountain climbing. Although I'm not sure why I would link these two concepts. Well I did type up a paragraph weeks ago, so I'll paste it here, and you see if you can connect the two:

Then, when you’re no longer thinking ahead, each footstep isn’t just a means to an end but a unique event in itself. This leaf has jagged edges. This rock looks loose. From this place the snow is less visible, even though more closer. These are things you should notice anyway. To live only for some future goal is shallow. It’s the sides of the mountain which sustain life, not the top. Here’s where things grow.
But of course, without the top you can’t have any sides. It’s the top that defines the sides. So on we go… we have a long way… no hurry… just one step after the next…