Cheap content is best-selling and it makes me angry.
It all started so fluent and attractive: the story of a woman looking for a way to fill the emptiness inside. The author had a pretty constructive point of view, showing that each person is one with the universe so has all its power which should be revealed through different media and that one should not conform to normality etc.
Then the book suddenly turned into a supposedly-mysterious, supernatural irrelevant-quote-collection, disproving all its arguments... In time, the protagonist learned about breaking (!) rules, trying to be different by practicing silence (people sitting together without talking, so striking...), nudity (people sitting together naked) and trance (a holy spirit takes control of a body and heals people), unable to surpass the cliche treshold.
This is supposed to be food for thought?!
This is supposed to make people re-think?! re-feel?! break norms and earn freedom?!
By the end of book, it all became confusing not because the thinking process goes deep but because the editing is crap. It's so cheap.
Learning the recipe of a psychological drug, an attention-getter is too easy. What's scary is people may fall for this... and many other un-qualified self-help books... Cheap is best-selling and it's what makes me angry.
