Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed that book. But it didn’t seem all that weird to me. I guess that’s because my brain works like that 24/7. When you’re constantly thinking about how you know what you know, what it’d be like to experience another consciousness, what a self-censoring idea would look and feel like, and the limits of knowability, computability and intelligibility, a book about similar things just seems like another day.

Recommended, though.