This is preachy lame book filled with boring paragrasphs that are supposed to be profound. There is no continuity to this book. The man probably would scribble down thoughts on various things. An intellectual exercise. Bor-ing. I don't need a self apppointed guru explaining life to me. My impression is the guy is on an ego trip. He thinks he's some kind of master. He's not. Most pages are a third blank, then one of his pseudo spiritual bon mots. No feeling to this book.Someone told him he should write a book, and he believed them. I don't even consider these unrelated ramblings to be a book. I would have given it zero stars if I could. I'm not in the greatest mood at the moment, thus no sugarcoating.