Title: Unpalatable new age rubbish
Product review: It seems that recently every single author I love is somehow into chaos majick and postmodern occultism. So I gave this book a chance. The concept sounded nice, after all.Well. You can start thanking me. I've suffered this book, so you won't have to.Basically, this is everything your mom warned you against when she pointed out those awful new age cooks at you. Simplistic, pollyannish, improbably "let's put everything occult we've heard of together and shake" completist, unsubstantiated and so on.The central concept is: if you do every illogical thing the writer matter-of-factly states, you'll be magical. Which, the author warns, might well be just self-delusion.Oh well. You could have gone mad without any magical benefit. I guess this is better, after all.
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