

I've heard this all before; in different places, in different ways, and so, in abject deference I am utterly ashamed at the existence this book, and of its author. This book has no purpose, except to propose that life is purposless, unless we regress again to the purpose of communicating regularly with an ultimately unknowable "god" who epitomizes the existence of everything through society's collective aggrandizement of "absolute reality" even when there appears to be none.
I've heard this all before; in different places, in different ways, and so, in abject deference I am utterly ashamed at the existence this book, and of its author. This book has no purpose, except to propose that life is purposless, unless we regress again to the purpose of communicating regularly with an ultimately unknowable "god" who epitomizes the existence of everything through society's collective aggrandizement of "absolute reality" even when there appears to be none.