Chaos of Delight – Episode 12
Charles Darwin wrote wonderful sentences, beautiful books and fabulous phrases and one of my favourite is when he describes his mind being a ‘Chaos of Delight’ after seeing many of the splendid lifeforms in a Brazilian forest. And we have asked everyone who’s been involved in this App when they experience that ‘Chaos of Delight.’ – Robin Ince
It was the weirdest way of shattering that beautiful chaos!
I find it’s very good for the soul to travel, especially to places that make you feel truly alien and weird like that. I would love to go to Tokyo and to experience that. I have been to Beijing, it was a little while ago now. Being in Beijing, suddenly landing in a place where you can’t read the language, where you can’t even…I can look at French, I don’t understand French but I can make out some stuff on a menu and I did a bit at school and I know enough common things with Latin and whatever to kind of, for me to work out what some things must mean. You never feel completely lost in a European country, unless you go, I guess, you know, where there’s a Cyrillic alphabet or whatever. But when you are in Asia you’re looking and you’re thinking, right, I’ve got…I’ve got nothing, I don’t recognise anything here. It’s really good for you I think to have that sort of stripped away from you and to realise that a lot of what you think just is, isn’t just is, it’s just how it’s always been in your world and it hasn’t always been like that in somebody else’s world and so it’s not absolute and it’s not true, it’s just how you’ve always assumed it to be and it’s good to rob yourself of those assumptions for a little while. So I think Beijing.
Although, weirdly, and this is going to sound like I’m grandstanding in some small way, and I don’t mean it to. In amongst all that chaos, I went on a day trip to the Great Wall of China with a couple of Colombian tourists and a couple of Greek tourists and somebody else – none of us sort of had a language in common really – and we were traipsing along the Great Wall of China and it was freezing cold, I had my massive parka on and my hood was around my face like that and, I swear this is true, as we were walking along the road, somebody about five yards in front went, “are you Dave Gorman?” And it was the weirdest way of shattering that beautiful chaos! Just…that shouldn’t happen, should it?