I don't know if it's the type of thing that can be classified as "good" or "bad". It's a stream of consciousness from a brilliant man suffering from immense per

I don't know if it's the type of thing that can be classified as "good" or "bad". It's a stream of consciousness from a brilliant man suffering from immense personal pain and some form of undiagnosed mental illness, that I'm sure he never intended anyone to read. It's bizarre and fascinating, especially if you've read VALIS. It shows how his internal world was becoming molded with his own books, his life becoming one of his own stories, struggling with the flimsy nature of reality. It's so long that it feels kind of futile to read it end to end, but I jump to a random page sometimes and read for awhile. There's a lot of repetition, but is fascinating.