My Brain is Babeled.. And Can't Be Patched Back Together

After reading the Library of Babel i've come to a conclusion that i may need to take a vobaculary class if there is such a thing offered at Pittsburgh. It seemed like every 5 seconds i was typing a word into my Google search tab that i didn't understand or know the meaning of. Thank goodness we were reading this online.

This work was not an "interactive" narrative and i think that fact that we read it digitally was not much different than reading it in a hard copy. But i guess the imagine wouldn't have had the same effect if just printed and handed out on a piece of paper.

The concept I think was the focus of the Library of Babel was on that was not necessarily out of my frame of thinking, and i could even go as far as to say that it is a concept which i enjoy and truly believe in. (if anyone actually read my last blog). That the world is an endless array of books, hexagonal rooms, never ending staircases, or connected drawers, drawers inside of drawers, mysterious, and never ending. The universe encompasses everything i like the work said, biographies, futures and pasts.

I guess the concept i had trouble wrapping my head around would be how there are works that differ only by one character, and that there were infinite copies of these works throughout these rooms and that if one was destroyed, the other copy could be found almost identical. I did enjoy the comparision of a god, to the librarian who has seen the book that explains all other books and i believe that the god i believe in is like that librarian, the one who knows all.

I also read a bit of Patchwork Girl and that is an adventure all in itself. I dont know if im reading the right sections in the right order, even if im doing anything right. But hopefully as the time goes on and after this weeks class i will be able to grasp a better understanding, or at least some understanding of that work.

Until we meet again.