My rating: 2 of 5 stars
Overall, I found Mark Twight's compilation the way I expected it to be. It was satisfactory and I'm glad to have read through it. Although I found some parts bland, other parts were significantly remarkable. Much of that range can be attributed in his development as a writer over time throughout these compiled writings; some of it can be attributed to his development as a person through his adventures.
For a book to which I'm currently only giving two stars, it's odd to write a full review. However, there was an underlying sentiment in Mark's writing that I share and I would like to echo here:
Outsiders ask us why we encourage death, why we act like we want to die young. When I'm especially cynical, I play devil's advocate and counter, "Why prolong life? Why imagine what I'm doing is anything special, that I'm contributing rather than breathing air and eating food another might need? Everyone dies, equalized by it. At least the dead are spared the embarrassing antics of those left behind groping for some meaning." I use those words to antagonize, but I don't believe in them. I'm as interested as the outsiders are.
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