Has anybody read this book?
It's not a Zen book, but it's brilliant. It has it all an intriguing story line with twists and turns, it's a true story, it is educational in terms of philosophy, science and to a lesser extent Buddhism. Just... brilliant! I recommend it highly.
I'd suggest you buy or borrow a paperback, but here's a (legal) e-book:
http://www.todroberts.com/USF/Pirsig_Zen.pdf
It's not what it appears on the surface, it just grows and grows as it goes along.
As Buddhists, I think you would have a much higher appreciation for the book.
Here's an excerpt from the beginning of the book:
The application of this knife, the division of the world into parts and
the building of this structure, is something everybody does. All the
time we are aware of millions of things around us...these changing
shapes, these burning hills, the sound of the engine, the feel of the
throttle, each rock and weed and fence post and piece of debris
beside the road...aware of these things but not really conscious of
them unless there is something unusual or unless they reflect
something we are predisposed to see. We could not possibly be
conscious of these things and remember all of them because our
mind would be so full of useless details we would be unable to think.
From all this awareness we must select, and what we select and call
consciousness is never the same as the awareness because the
process of selection mutates it. We take a handful of sand from the
endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of
sand the world.
Once we have the handful of sand, the world of which we are
conscious, a process of discrimination goes to work on it. This is the
knife. We divide the sand into parts. This and that. Here and there.
Black and white. Now and then. The discrimination is the division of
the conscious universe into parts.
The handful of sand looks uniform at first, but the longer we look at it
the more diverse we find it to be. Each grain of sand is different. No
two are alike. Some are similar in one way, some are similar in
another way, and we can form the sand into separate piles on the
basis of this similarity and dissimilarity. Shades of color in different
piles...sizes in different piles...grain shapes in different
piles...subtypes of grain shapes in different piles...grades of opacity
in different piles...and so on, and on, and on. You'd think the process
of subdivision and classification would come to an end somewhere,
but it doesn't. It just goes on and on.
Comments
never got around to reading lila. it sounds a bit heavy handed, as if he had a genuine realization experience (in motorcycle) and then sought to systematize it (in lila). extrapolating from music, when people seek to systematize their insights/discoveries, the spontaneous fire is often lost and the result is disappointing.
I find it ... uplifting that this author has written a book which many have found to be really a really good read or brilliant and (as I understand it) has had been diagnosed with some sort of mental illness. (im about 70% sure of this) because I have a similar history.
didn't know this existed ... going away for a weekend soon with my children, may try and take a copy along with me ... thanks fivebells.
I'll let you answer while I google it
(I take medications which do not do what they are supposed to which is: control mood, help me concentrate and kind of fix my thoughts as they say)
whoa! lol
My experience of working with individuals who concieve the world in such an insightful and revolutionary sense is that a likely consequence would be the development of affective ( mood ) or psychotic ( perceptual ) disturbances as his ideas would be hard to reconcile ... also as a matter of interest shanyin, what did you google?