Random Solitary Thoughts

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Shovelling Snow

How I love that phrase from Haruki Murakami's Dance Dance Dance. It was the prefect way to describe society's obsession with routine.

Shovelling snow. Like mopping, or sweeping. An unthinking task that we do as routine on a routinely daily/weekly (for some, monthly) basis. Much like the rest of our lives. Lived out in routine.

Devoid of any form of thought or much purpose (other than to get the job done and have a clean floor). Passionless.

It is no wonder that most artists, with their seemingly spontaneous-living-for-the-present lifestyle have a more fulfilled time.

Forget about the material world. For what good is money when all you do with it is routine?


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