1. The hut/shack in Norway. Not as a place of something akin to pilgrimage but instead somewhere that people/characters wind up/stumble across, i.e.
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Inspirational but I would avoid. So much of undertanding W is about clearing one’s mind. If a hut/shack could speak, we could not understand it
“So much of undertanding W is about clearing one’s mind” I don’t think in any general way just some possible ways out of making much philosophical ado about nothing (like waxing on about ontology), he was all for common/folk sense-abilities (at least in theory, in his off the page life he seemed pretty taken with engineering).
To some W makes perfect sense other find him a cypher. Dor example, I could pull any number of random quotes from On Certainty and they could all have been lifted from a dialogue between Parmenidies and Quine. The more one applies common sense the more one’s understanding unravels. Grasp this handful of rain. The perfect antidote to a Deleuzian overdose which attemots a unified theory of unified theories.