Sometimes I wished The Nature of Consciousness was more like a manifesto, a little red book of advaita, studied on buses, picked up in motel rooms; its pithy truth would end terrorism, bring agribusiness to its knees and reverse global warming. That outcome may not happen so easily, and an impeccably argued couple of hundred pages is probably more persuasive to representatives of the status quo, more likely to get the attention of those game changers who are not so dogmatic to have lost sight of the merit of logic. Let’s hope they are not too offended by the statement that the materialist paradigm is a philosophy of despair and conflict, and have the guts to read on. It is worth it. They may even let Rupert’s fighting words sink in: The materialist point of view asserts the reality of that which is never experienced – matter – and denies that which alone is always experienced – consciousness itself. That is the tragedy and the absurdity of the materialistic perspective from which humanity is suffering. This perspective, Rupert repeats, is nothing more than a belief and, as such, simply a popular religion .