#3236 - Thursday, July 23, 2008 - Editor: Jerry Katz
In this issue I try to
convey the fun and self-consciousness -- and seriousness -- of the book
God Is An Atheist, by N. Nosirrah. Wildly different than other
books in the nonduality genre, it is as valid as any others when it comes to
communicating what these books need to communicate.
God Is An Atheist, by N. Nosirrah is featured.
Nosirrah is a fresh voice upon the nonduality
His website is at http://nosirrahisnot.com
, where you may
access excerpts from the book as well as lots of other information about this
On his website it is written, "His work is noteworthy in the
extraordinary way that his writing reveals meaning within meaning as the
cultural, literary, religious and philosophical references, symbols and
characters are understood."
I like how he brings together Mickey Mouse, Mother Theresa, the Segway, Ken
Wilber, Costco, the Got Milk? commercial, Tommy Lee Jones, and Einstein into a
complete work. (At least I think he does. In any case, I know for a fact that
there are nondualists at work behind each of those topics, except Ken
Wilber and Costco.)
Here is a review of the book, God Is An Atheist that I
wrote. I've inserted annotations in italics and between brackets [ ].
Review of "God Is An Atheist" [with
This book is a gavotte of literary styles and daydreams. It compels you to
become a partner and leads you to an understanding of God that is beyond
[Gavotte? At the time of writing this review I had been
listening to You're So Vain, by Carly Simon and discovered the word in the
line, "You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte." Listen:
moment the writing reminds me of the wild-eyed Richard Beymer caught in the
fantastic world knot of "contrived identity" in his psychological confession,
[Imposter was reviewed in the Highlights here: http://www.nonduality.com/hl3048.htm]
moment a sensible philosophical warrior steps up.
That dynamic between
the wild-eyed and the sensible, the wearing of one joker's shoe and one wingtip,
drives the story.
[The website http://nosirrahisnot.com takes
the book to a freakier place.]
The foam of humor spills over the
edges and down the sides.
[I was opening my sixth can of beer when I wrote
In parts the author is freely catching images:
"I had a dream
last night (I think it was a dream in any case) and in it I was reading the
TMZ.com website where there was an account of Richard Dawkins and the Pope as
secret lovers revealed, with photos of the two grinning in bed with their
morning cappuccino, apparently listening to Puccini."
Then there are
stories. One of my favorites is the one about Eddie Buddha, the cousin of
Gautama Buddha. Eddie was never remembered because he did not leave his wife and
kid and renounce the world. He hung around. He went to delis at night with his
best buddy. The following paragraph I found warm to the touch. This might reveal
something about the writer:
"I wanted a life like Eddie Buddha's that
was clear, straightforward, regular and unfettered by the dogma of belief. I
wanted a life that was compelling, which is an interesting word, meaning
undeniable, gripping, but I wanted it compelled by truth. Compelling is the
force exerted from the future into the past as organized by our mind. There is
nothing compelling other than what you actually express, nothing before, nothing
You'll recognize much of your own foolishness or confabulations,
hopefully with humor and peace. Listen:
"There remains this nagging
question about the universe as it is, which is something like: 'Why?' In the
immortal words of the blues queen Jenn Cleary, 'Why, oh why, can't there be
peace in our world?'
"Why is there suffering? Why old age? Why pain? Why
Barry Manilow? Why is it set up like this? I turned to God for an answer.
"God would have none of it. He was hustling me towards a Quick Stop
where He was intent on acquiring some Slim Jim Beef Jerky."
Reading God Is An Atheist might put an end to the endless
chewing on beef jerky and bring the reader face to face with Eddie Buddha's
unfettered life, or God's "none of it."
This is a work of true madness and mad truth. [Holy jumpin' Bernadette
Roberts, there's a sound bite if I ever wrote one.]
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