I’ve read somewhat broadly, spiritually speaking. Some Buddhist books, or books by Buddhists rather, books on meditation, books on spirituality, books on enlightenment even, some more far-out than others, some pretty good, most offensively bad.
They fall into two categories, they’re either about: 1) improving (or at least changing) states of being and 2) figuring out what’s true. The great majority fall into the first category, a tiny minority into the second.
The first category is about what is and about different perspectives and moving between them. It’s infinitely complex and rich and loads of fun to explore. With warm and fuzzy feelings and guru’s and communities, trinkets, trappings and levels. It’s also of course all nonsense. Or rather belief. Untrue. Made-up. More dream state. Nothing wrong with it, just not true.
The second category is about what isn’t. Very negative, very simple, very repetitive and very much without community. Because, with only one exception: what isn’t, is everything. The truth is: everything is belief. Nothing is true. That means the second category is about negation. Seeing what burns by holding a match to it and finding out that everything burns.
Some of the best writing on this topic has been done by a dude that calls himself Jed McKenna (a pseudonym). So if you accidentally stumbled upon this blog and think this stuff is for you, just get Damnedest and start there.