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In recent days, I have been engaging in my personal Project Döstädning, literally "Death Cleaning" in Swedish. Whilst the original concept is that a person should sort out and minimise their belongings in the event of their death so others don't have to sift through everything, it does have a number of broader applications. It fits with the principle of one should keep in their possessions the things that they will use, along with mementoes of their life experience, all matching a short presentation I gave to the Melbourne Agnostics Society about five years ago, "The Continuum of Needs and Wants". Because disaster can strike at any time, it is recommended that everyone, regardless of health or age, invest in the process. In a more advanced sense, Döstädning also applies to emotional content, relationships, and ultimately is very close to the Stoic principle of "memento mori".

In the past year, I have engaged in several actions on this theme. Earlier this year, I sold off three bookcases' worth of roleplaying games and raised around $15000 for the Isla Bell Charitable Fund. I have also gifted a similar-sized collection of books, initially according to academic requirements (and with a sense of motivating concern), but more recently with a more open-ended approach, and one which will have to be revisited again (I still have thousands of books). In the past week, I've taken a similar approach with my collection of LPs and CDS. Whilst I am not a music collector or librarian, over the many years I've been a reviewer for a variety of physical and online 'zines and, as an enthusiastic attendee and listener, I have ended up with a rather large and eclectic collection, and much of it can be passed on to those who are more likely to use it. Following on from my recent Lightbringers post ("The Phenomenology of Nostalgia and Record Players"), from my collection I have earmarked over 300LPs to give away, and almost 600CDs.

Rather than provide a list of everything that's available (I haven't had the time to type that out), it would be far quicker for people to simply drop me a line about what sort of material they're interested in, and we can take the arrangements for collection from there. With the music part of Project Döstädning reaching this initial stage, the next targets on the agenda are DVDs and that curious collection of oddities that makes up my wardrobe. But with regards to music, books, etc., at my next linner-soiree planned for January, I'll be encouraging attendees to gather and take whatever interests them. After that, the rest goes to charity stores. It's all about redistributing my things to those who can best use them, all whilst preparing myself for one of the most substantial changes in my own life.
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I understand that many people like things. They provide pleasure, a sense of homely belonging, memories, security etc. And, I must confess, have a particular appreciation of finely crafted items, "brown wood" furnishings, and a deep love of written word on paper. But the path I am taking in life commands more minimalism, in part from döstädning (Swedish for "death cleaning"!). I grok the approach of Marie Kondo's apparently Shinto-inspired advocacy to only keep those things which "spark joy", although the fact they have an online shop and their partner is a sales consultant leads me to question how genuine they are. What makes good empirical sense is that less clutter in one's life reduces entropy, reduces anxiety and stress, improves diet, reduces cognitive overload and improves productivity. etc. As for my friends who love cultural artifacts, a well-organised book, music, or video collection does not really constitute clutter even if it consists of many visual things. Does anyone really consider a library, "cluttered"? A poorly organised file system however does, even if it is just one system unit!

Which a very round-about way of saying that I've been decluttering and simplifying the objects, real and virtual, in my life. The past couple of days I've spent some time working through about eight old desktop computers that I've had under the desk in the games library, one of which (my old VPAC desktop, Slackware Linux) hadn't been turned on for around five years. Some of the others haven't been turned on for ten years, and one machine (which I'm currently working on) dates back from 2001! There is, among all this some old data that I'd like to recover, mostly of a similar vintage if not older - I've done this a few time in the past and it's worthwhile documenting - it's not that hard! So that careful process of data recovery, often by making use of old Linux live CDs and mounting even older IDE drives, is underway. It will take a few days overall, I suspect, but lost data is irreplaceable. There is at least one drive which I know will have to go to a specialist service (I have recommended Payam Data Recover for a number of years now).

Just as one cannot have everything (where would you put it?) nor can one know everything. Many years ago I was introduced to the notion of "epistemophilia", by my honours examiner, Dr. Zoe Sofoulis. It is expressed as the desire and even the paraphilia when the quest for knowledge becomes irrational. The sanest expression of this is seeking understanding and communication; the worst is secret knowledge for manipulation. One could make a point about where our social system fits in this regarding so-called intellectual property rights, let alone direct political censorship of factual content. On a personal level, I consider myself a bit of a late bloomer in my love of languages, but in the past week, I powered through a number of Duolingo stories in French, German, Spanish and found myself on top of the Diamond League, the highest possible level. It only required two days of obsessiveness, but obsessiveness nonetheless. At least I can justify it by saying I have, and will, use those languages in real practise. I would like to get my teeth into some SE Asian languages again at some stage with travels in mind, once this damn virus is done with. It's been a long time, for example, since I've been to the Malay archipelago, and my time in Thailand has been woefully short. Idle speculation at this point of course, but something on mind.

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