Fifty-two years on the quest, a lifetime. How to decipher that much barbarity? How to soothe the disquietude and understand the meaning of an ephemeral existence? No answer anywhere; worse still, nobody cares. We're so deranged by materialism, the banal, the grotesque. At what moment did we deviate from the path? Millennia and more millennia pitifully lost, wanting to redefine what Nature had already defined, long before human consciousness was 1even born. What a perverse eagerness to instill false values to confuse and manipulate. To jumble it all up to blind us. Ignorance, prejudice, dogmatism as weapons of subjugation. This is how we've come to invent such an imbecile civilization. This writing does not seek to implant convictions of my own. Who am I to impose an opinion? It deals with clarifying concepts, expounding conclusions obtained after years of study and reflection; rediscovering ancient cultures that we assume to be extinct; examining the world with the inquisitive spirit with which one evaluates a seriously ill patient. Anyone can corroborate the stated facts. Reality is irrefutable, simple and diaphanous, it does not admit the slightest discussion. If we like it or not, if we agree or not, if it's fair or not, the Universe just doesn't give it a shit. Its laws are immutable, and we're barely a speck of dust. This book is intended primarily for young people as they're those who have borne the most the brunt of domestication. It's certainly going to hurt the sentimentality of puritans and pusillanimous ones. It's going to confront them with reality, from which they have tried so much to flee. This is the book that I didn't find in my adolescence to give a response to my doubts and worries, so as not to waste the only life we have. It's written from the bottom of the soul. As my father used to say: "If you feel pleased with the results, it's just that it's a good work". If it succeeds in arousing the curiosity of only two or three readers, so be it. I hope it'll be useful to them.