Know Your Egregores
Strange links. Weird intersections. Patterns in world lines.
Alright, so when I was a teenager, I decided to read all the major holy books. I really wanted to know what life was about.
My effort was a scattered, slapshot affair, like all such blind ambitions. I didn’t read anything about the holy books. I just read them, bouncing around from part to part and coming to my own conclusions. This is NOT…