This book is unusual and vague with lots of small references to big ideas and points of science and culture scattered throughout. I was in and out of wikipedia for the first 80 or so pages trying to keep up with what was being talked about (the second hand copy I have also had some enchanting notes pencilled into the margins, where the previous reader seemed to be doing the same).

Sometimes the chapters read like poetry, or theatre. The narrative stops and starts and doesn't flow clearly in one direction. Parts reminded me of Pelafina's letters to the child Johnny Truant from her psychiatric care facility in the appendices of House of Leaves - both reflect elegant details of mythology, history and science and have a similar dreamy, knowing and occasionally slightly crazed tone.

The interpolated perspectives paint a picture of reality where love and physics and esoteric mystery make up an expansive spectrum, in which synchronicities are a given and what you see is not what you think you see.