Manuscript found in Accra


Genre: Philosophy, Fantasy and maybe some self-help

So this was definitely a book that should be read slowly. And I mean at snail pace. This is a book that needs to be absorbed. Its not like his usual books which are usually life lessons cocooned in a story which really infuses into your soul. This book just blatantly put “it” out there for the world. It was philosophical no doubt, but it lost its ability to affect me because there was no context involved. Yes, it covered an entire range of issues that we need to deal with; but like his previous books, Coelho should not have attempted to shove all of his wisdom into one book. The book lost me.

Although I don’t think I could absorb much from this book, I do not think it is because the book is bad. The thing about some books is that, to really learn anything from them you have to be in that very specific point in your life. In that state of mind that allows the wisdom from a book to flow through to you.

I understood this when I was forcefully lent a Coelho book in a very rocky time in my life. At one point; when I lived in Malaysia, my life was in a disarray and my mind was overloaded with stress, worry and the worst of all diseases; clinical depression. I read the Zahir. I don’t know how I sat through it though. It was probably because I hate leaving a book unfinished, because I don’t think any other force on the planet could have made me sit through the entire book, line after line, page after page. I hated every minute of it. But I read it anyway. I generalized my dislike of the book to the author and bluntly stated that I hated this author and would never read a book of his again. I never took into account my own life and the circumstances in which I read it. I think that is so important. I think this is one rule you can apply to everything in life. All of what you perceive is relative to the person you are, the life you’ve lived and your experiences. As a whole and individually.

Anyways, I came back home to Pakistan and a friend lent me The Alchemist; highly recommending it and forcing it on me. I gave it a shot. Reading it was the best decision of my life. That book and Veronica Decides to Die have a solid place in my most favourite books shelf.

So I guess. When it comes to a book like this, I’d prefer it if people made their own choice. No doubt the man has wisdom that he manages to communicate to the soul of a person. Maybe this time, it was me who was lacking in understanding. Maybe the book wasn’t as bland as it seemed. Maybe I need to revisit this book and the Zahir at a time in my life when I am more at peace than I am now.

This book is going in the need-to-revisit shelf. Cheers.

Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend – a sweet memory


Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend

Genre: Fantasy Kids book

So this book can be concisely described as being SWEET. Its a definite young-adult/kiddy book, and yet I would recommend it to anyone who is in need of some hope. It lends courage to anyone who reads it. But who needs more courage to face the world today more than all children & adults these days huh? It rallies the hearts of grown-ups and encourages those who have lost all hope. It seeps morals into children born in a world almost devoid of it. Just based on the essence of this, I would recommend this book to anyone in need of an uplifting of the spirit. Young or old alike; it is a must-read.

So I picked up this book at my monthly rendezvous at the book store. I spend houuuurs in one looking for a book different from any other (my friends hate me; I’ve decided to go without them on my next visit. I’m tired of the insistent whining to deciiiiiide and leeeeeave). The blurb sold me. Also the cover. They’re beauuuutiful. Who wouldn’t be intrigued reading the title and then the blurb!? Anyone inhuman I say!

This story is about the life of an imaginary friend called Budo. Its different and special because Budo narrates the story himself and because Budo is a special kind of imaginary friend. You see Budo is an imaginary friend to an autistic kid called Max; a reason why he’s managed to stay alive more than other imaginary friends. What an interesting concept yes!? Had it not been for the twist though, it wouldave gotten old real quick. What happens after this, is where the story of real courage begins. For those who haven’t read this book, stop reading further and go grab your copy. This is a book worth reading.

Something else I read somewhere

“The Mind Unleashed All we are is but wonder-full Holograms of pure vibratory light, interfacing with Creative thought, who believe in a material reality because our senses fool us, by the rules of The Matrix into perceiving that a solid world exists “out there.” Where, in reality, none of the sort is real. No Real solid ever existed, exists, nor will ever exist. Quantum physics makes this as clear as day.

The construct to The Matrix of life is pure light and the modulating factor is information/thought. As a matter of fact all light is, is vibratory thought, like what we create when we dream. Vibratory light is light vibrated by sound, manifesting as the material/biological world as it is decoded by our brains.

“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ― Nikola Tesla

Each connection of Original Consciousness (Awareness) is therefore projected into an individual Holographic Virtual Reality world which the General Thought Supercomputer will coordinate with other connections of Awareness/Thought that interact with the same virtual reality movie (Creation). The ultimate Cosmic virtual reality sensory video game played by the One Mind!

Life is but the Eternal (Original Awareness-Consciousness) experiencing the temporal realm, for learning purposes.

We are infinite consciousness/awareness having a temporary human experience.

Our minds have been kept from the truth..

MORPHEUS: “The Matrix is everywhere, it’s all around us, here even in this room. You can see it out of your window, or on your television. You feel it when you go to work, or go to church, or pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.”

NEO: “What truth?”

MORPHEUS: “That you are a slave, Neo. That you, like everyone else, was born into bondage… kept inside a prison that you cannot smell, or touch. A prison for your mind. Unfortunately no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself.” The MATRIX: The movie. 1999

Reality (physical universe), as the Universal Spatial Hologram that we perceive as material reality, is but an outward 3D virtual reality projection from within ourselves that we will erroneously think exists independently of our awareness of it. We are both the Projector (Father) and the Spectator (Son) of the reflected Light or our common intent mirrored back onto our conscious Awareness.

To show forth an understanding that all forms of life are but a restricted awareness and experience of the Original One Mind and that Mind (Awareness) cares as much about any Part of Itself than about any other. Since it is All but Itself. And experiences all of Itself. Each Part as much as the other. So that when one part is hurt, neglected, and lacked the respect of its real importance, the One Mind is feeling this hurt, neglect and disrespect. And when a part is feeling a sense of peace, happiness, abundance and cooperative purpose, all of the One Mind is feeling the same. And every part of Itself is as important and precious as another, no matter whether it is part of mankind or nature, within the hologram or without, whether it is of a particular creed, color, or political inclination. Perceptually more productive and intelligent, or less. No part is more of Itself than another one. Since all of It is only the One Mind reflecting Itself in the mirror of all Its creational possibilities for the only game It can play within Itself, by Itself, for Itself: Creation.”

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Book haul!


I looooove buying books to the point where it leaves me destitute by the end of the month. But that doesn’t stop meeee. This is my most recent haul. I bought these books from various stores. Half of them I found waiting for me at a clearance sale at Liberty Books in the Agha Khan Hospital branch (the only reason why I would deem to go to a hospital). The rest I found at this used-books website . This is an amazing website I stumbled across a while back. I’m their most regular customer. Its a place where apart from their own huge inventory of books, normal people can come and sell off their books and other readers can come and buy them at dirt-cheap prices. And the best thing about them (apart from the books being really cheap) is that they have some of the rarest books that you will have some trouble finding elsewhere.

I’ve already read a couple of these books so I’ll be reviewing them soon!

Area 51 – sci-fi level: mind blown


So I’m guessing by now everyone is aware that I am a sci-fi buff. I’ve been reading sci-fi for a very long time, its just that I never really realized that I was reading sci-fi. I always classified this genre incorrectly. Unless it ha spaceships and aliens, it wasnt sci-fi and I didn’t consider myself a fan. Well. Newsflash!!

This book pushed the limits of my imagination.

This is one of my first and most favorite sci-fi books of all time. It combines history, fiction, mystery, thrill, conspiracy, and all the other sciency wibbley wobbley stuff that fires up my brain. Love at first sight.

What was amazing about this book is how the author; Robert Doherty has managed to stitch the story in such an intricate way so that he has a solution and an explanation (and a very very plausible one at that) for every bit of confounding myth or mystery surrounding the historical monuments of the ancient world that are shrouded in enigma. It was brilliantly written and left no loose ends. It was so absorbing that I finished this book and each one of its sequels within two days and was left craving for more. Brilliant. There is just no other word for it.

Concepts to do with real world since, mixed with myth and alien technology. Aaaah. I loved every minute of it.