Hardback ⟡ ISBN 978‑1‑0369‑5471‑0
Reality, I’ve come to believe, is layered.
Each layer has its own habits and limits. A bee meets the world at bee-scale: scent, slant — a hive at hive-scale: warmth, vibration. We humans mistake our scale for the whole.
Intelligence rises from repetition: small interactions multiplied until mind appears. Neurons become thought. Individuals become culture. Stars become galaxies.
Between layers lies a boundary zone. There the world may misbehave — not because it is unreal but because you’re reading from the wrong rulebook.
This book lives in that zone. Read it as a story and signal. Don’t treat the impossible as a twist; take it as a symptom. Don’t chase dates, chase repetitions. Contradictions belong in the map.
The self that tells and the self that lived are never quite the same person, yet they keep leaving each other lights on the road. And remember: Know what you don’t know.
“I thoroughly enjoyed it. You either have a vivid imagination or are slightly mad — both probably prerequisites for successful creative writing.”
“An interesting, entertaining, thoughtful and clever follow up to the first book The Road to Nowhere. It goes into much more detail over the author's health problems, showing that the thread of life in each of us is very thin. Life is chance - of meetings, decisions - and on your journey through life you never know what will happen to you and how you will deal with it. The story is a journey of two old friends who meet (not by chance) on a train and share experiences of the places visited and their meanings. The car they travel in is as much a character as the two men.”
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From the Diptych
This book forms the second panel of a diptych — a story told from two directions. The Road to Every Where walks outward; its companion, The Road to Now Here, walks inward.