It has become increasingly evident to me that it is indecent to reconstruct my life ... perhaps because I have chosen to set my inherited morality aside and look at the world from an "amoral" perspective. Moreover, my neighbor fears the collapse of his own morality through my private concern: "Can there be a more valuable orientation toward life?"
Perhaps it is a type of death, just as real as the final death, to cast aside an old identity and become someone new.
Whatever the reason, I have undertaken this experiment and in the process ... for the process, have kept notes and am hereby putting them into some form. Let me call it a "book".Perhaps this is the soft underbelly of a book exposed to the modern world: to say that one can be happier and more valuable without a "beyond" ... that one can not only learn to be content with reality, but can aggressively pursue greater and greater joy.
