Like many a book in the "self help" genre, or maybe in the "spiritual" realm of books that attempt to wake up, if you will, the reader, this here book starts out interesting then...then... Sigh
Why is it that these books have to go into the quasi religious Hocus pocus? I know we are dreamers. I know that we have immense creative powers/potential that could be harassed, built, realized, but are buried under a whole mess of negative beliefs...why can't books like this talk about the practical?
Would that be too boring?
Do people really need a fantasy life, a religion, a delusion, to keep their lives going?
Apparently.