There is a machine running inside you.
It was built from everything that happened to you — the things you were told, the things you survived, the things you decided were necessary to believe in order to keep going. It runs your habits, your addictions, your relationships, your excuses, and your story about who you are. It sounds like your voice. It feels like your personality. It has been making your decisions for so long that most of what you call choosing is just the machine completing another cycle.
This book is about seeing it.
Written in the style of the Bible — not as mockery, but as technology — The Book of the Bullshit Machine uses the oldest delivery system on earth to get past the defenses that every other book has failed to breach. The rhythm lowers the guard. The humor opens the door. The content walks through it before the machine knows what happened.
Inside: an awakening in front of a mirror. The architecture of belief and the four stages from useful to sealed shut. Televangelists and their jets. The moon landing and the cameraman nobody mentions. A virus that was not alive but outsmarted everyone. The legal fiction you are living in and why nobody is technically lying to you. The closed loop of pornography. The system that built your cage. And eight fundamentals — conditions, not programs — that have been true since before anyone tried to sell them to you.
This is not self-help. Self-help talks to the machine. The machine files it under interesting and keeps running.
This is the book the machine does not want you to finish.
You picked it up anyway.
I think you already know why.
The Bullshit Machine 
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