If you see a human coming towards you - the safest action to take is to run and hide.

It starts with uneasiness, discomfort that never leaves you and is getting more intense while progressing the book. I hope I will never have to experience it outside of this book.

Reading about Elizabethan occult philosophy feels less like studying history and more like auditing a laboratory where theology, mathematics, and angelic linguistics were sharing the same bench.

The Cabala, in this setting, struck me as applied melancholy with a return ticket. A disciplined descent into symbolic darkness, yes, but with rails. You enter the labyrinth of correspondences, numbers, divine names, planetary hierarchies. You feel the weight of Saturn on the skull. Yet there is always a ladder back out. Structure. Commentary. A sanctioned map of the invisible.

The Enochian manuscripts feel different. They are what happens when you lose the ticket.

Just read it.

Nothing new under the sun.

This was my first acquaintance with Ezra Pound, while walking in Venice. I'm not sure how to properly evaluate the experience, but anyone interested in understanding the creator more deeply should explore the environment where the art was made.

I could not shake off the feeling that these stories were too clever for me and I could not understand most of them, but the last story has saved the collection.

Andy Weir is the reincarnation of Jules Verne for the modern times, I have learned a lot of science from his books and it was fun.

This is great book, audio version is superb as well.

Great book about great mind, could not put down.

When I am, I am not.
When I am not, I am.

Fascinating list of conspiracy theories. Some of them seems to be true, some of them down, but I was never sure which exactly. Many interesting authors to read and links to explore (if they are still up).

Šiurpulingas gėris.

Experiences could be more detailed, but in general - respect for the spirit.

If you don't know what to do as a (engineering) manager - this book is for you.

Dar kelios neprastesnės knygos ir patikėsiu, kad lietuvių literatūrą galima skaityt. Skaitėsi įdomiai, įtraukė, kiek nuvylė atomazga.

Labai surezonavo knyga. Skaitant, mintyse taip ir mačiau savo paauglystę, nors ir negyvenau Šiauliuose.

Feels like Terry Pratchett writes a documentary featuring Death experimenting on HR.