"What is the path to enlightenment? Biblical characters would roam the desert for 40 days and 40 nights. Nietzsche's Zarathurstra lived in a cave. Budha shed all of his possessions. But how in the world would this kind of thing work now, in a time when deserts have sprouted into cities, caves are all in national parks and any child who can walk carries a cell phone?
In The 33rd Year, Neal A. Yeager paints a picture of one man's difficult and unique philosophical quest--its rewards and its costs. This is a book about the search for... something. "
Maybe it was the thought that Jesus died at 33. Maybe that's what did it. Although now that I think about it, it's probable that Jesus didn't have a damn thing to do with it. Maybe it was that at 33 I realized that I had already achieved most of my goals in life -- I was old enough to be disillusioned with success yet still young enough to be really bothered by that disillusionment. But maybe that wasn't it either. Maybe it was just stress. Or maybe there actually is such a thing as Fate. I really don't know. All I know is that it was at 33 that a certain shift occurred, a shift which first showed its strange face when, at 33, I really started thinking about DEATH.
That's right. DEATH.
Now don't turn around and walk away. Please. I promise you that these DEATH thoughts were just a starting point. After all, if you want to start thinking differently you first need to have a different thought. If you want to gain enlightenment you first need to open up your eyes and look at what you don't want to see.
I think this time saw my first inkling of The Flow -- what I like to call The Flow -- but at the time it was just this strange feeling that I couldn't put my finger on. It was as if there were puzzles pieces floating around in my head but they refused to connect themselves. I could almost feel it, a physical sensation of things floating around inside my head. The puzzle pieces floated in slow motion -- imagine swimming though molasses, that's the physical feeling these thoughts produced inside my skull. Floating. Floating...
Before all of this I had always been proud of my ability to focus, focus, focus. You don't get to where I'd gotten in my career without focus. Without drive, without single-minded determination, without constantly paying attention to your goals you simply do not become an upper-level executive at a large corporation. I was a professional, dammit: smart, driven, successful.
Yet there I was.
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The 33rd Year is the wildly unique story of a modern mind seeking enlightenment. Drawing comparisons to other literary and philosophical novels such as Zen and the Art of Mortorcycle Maintenance and Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment, The 33rd Year follows the struggles of a man trying to find something more in a world not set up to allow it.