A Review from a Stranger

I finished Castor and Pollux. Wow. 🤯 

2 metrics and 2 thoughts. 

2 metrics

(1) if you can judge a book by the ability to put it down, consider this: I began the book Saturday. I usually go to bed at 9:30pm. Yesterday (Sunday) at 9:58pm (after reading all day): I decided I had to finish… I had to know the ending. At 12:30am, I finished. 

(2) if you can judge a book by the number of dogeared pages of insights that blew your mind, see my picture at the end of this email. 

2 thoughts 

(1) it’s funny: I believe there are no coincidences with God. On p 275 you wrote something “the pain need not be so painful, because it is only a lack of understanding that causes suffering”. That really hit me as not only true, and personally timely…There’ve been a few unanswered prayers in my life. It’s really perplexing to me. Couple weeks ago I was talking to a friend and I told him I’ve stopped praying for those intentions, and changed my request to God that if they are not going to be answered, at least for Him to give me understanding why they’re not answered and enlighten me on that aspect. 

(2) if you haven’t already heard this CS Lewis quote… I feel it captures, in a way the intricacies and consequence of all interactions in Castor & Pollux. Please keep me posted when your next book is coming out!

“It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all of our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.” – C.S. Lewis