Fremdland
Spielmann wrings a lot out of the natural landscape and his actors.
It doesn’t answer all of life’s questions, but says it’s okay to not know the answers just yet.
The ultimate thrust of the book is the act of leaving one’s own unique thumbprint on the history of mankind—through music, writing, building, raising children, teaching, loving, helping.
Enlightenment can only be achieved through the life experience of the individual—intellectual pursuits and physical interaction are both inadequate in and of themselves.
The Alchemist makes a mockery of an earnest search for truth, meaning, and spirituality.
It is purposefully not an easy read, but it is rewarding for those who put in the effort.