It was a dwarf. An honest to goodness little people dwarf right in the middle of the Public Garden near the Duck Pond. John Brewster was never expecting to see anyone like that in Boston, but he'd be seeing much more of Zor once they were introduced to one another. In the meantime, Zor was nonchalantly dealing with some teenage boys who decided that tormenting him would be the game of the day, but they weren't counting on him standing his ground. John was amazed at the sight and it was an eye opener when Zor later told him he'd simply said "no thank you" to their gift of "negative ch'i." They say good things come in little packages, but this package would eventually destroy his life. Utterly and totally whack his trust fund rear end out of the ballpark starting with one simple line: "I am Zor."
John was like every other baby boomer. Grow up, go to college, get roomie named, Ed, get ceramic gorilla bong (Kong), meet future wife, Mary, join up with the Peace Corps, forget about the Peace Corps, join family business, have two kids, and settle into a regular boring life. Gone were the days of "Nam and Nixon, Nixon and Nam," protests, idealism, and scoring weed. It was time to grow up and find a place like Jake's, a bar where he could find solace in a glass. John thought to himself, "Many people want to go to a bar where they know your name; I just want to go where they know my drink." Scotch. (p. 39) Zor, who turned out to be brilliant (and claimed he was God), was the one who knew his name and somehow knew everything about him and everything else for that matter.
The little guy began to tell John the secrets of the universe starting with a few simplistic philosophical thoughts to ponder like "Concentration of life's negatives debilitates the soul. Identify the cause of the negative energy and rid it from your life." (p. 47) Before he could blink an eye, Zor was talking about everything from how to turn his wife on, to particle physics and entanglement. Spooky. It was turning into a "Haitian Horror Show," but John was starting to somehow listen and absorb some of his whacky tenets. There was this land that Uncle Ernie wanted to dump from the portfolio from the Brewster Capital trust. It was nothing but an albatross, but Ernie, whose blood was "80 proof," was five short of a six pack and not worth listening to. John could buy the stock for the land in a wash sale. Yeah ... then he could "feed, clothe and care for 200 orphaned boys" from Africa once the deal for Dream Farm was finalized. (p. 197). The "butterfly effect" had begun with the bend of an elbow. Was John totally insane? Had Zor's discussions about the philosophical implications of quantum physics turn his brain to mush? Was this little guy really going to destroy his life?
This is an amazing philosophical treatise from Zor, who knows that "any given moment" is the present. This was an unexpectedly fun and thought provoking book. The pages swirled with fascinating vignettes that sounded like they were emanating either from a self-help guru or quantum physicist who might have been bantering around thoughts on how we perceive (or not perceive as the case may be) reality. Zor himself summed up this book with one earth shattering statement, "The discovery is entanglement. At the very heart of quantum physics lies entanglement; a law that allows us to unite science, philosophy, and spirituality for the first time." (p. 223) The key to this book is to take your time, think, and absorb the material as you go. Fiction? Yes, but darn good fiction based on reality. If you want to know the secrets of the universe, simply travel with John and Zor for the adventure of a lifetime ... at any given moment!