Looking at the ugliness that unfolds on the pages of this novel, written in the genre of spiritual erotica, and which is actually copied from reality on a 1:1 scale, you can ask only one question: are the authors really peek-a-boo or are they just pretending? You can be a beginner, an amateur, a real novice in the matter of energy sacred rites. Or, on the contrary, you can be an advanced sadhaka, a gifted yogi, or even the brightest guru for thousands of students. But when you read the book to the end and find the answer to the question posed above, you will most likely be surprised: how harmoniously mystical wanderings through space and time can be intertwined with clownish antics and childish amusements. How skillfully, gracefully and easily - with the mood of a Saturday breakfast - you can make champion leaps in spiritual development and, aiming - no less than - for enlightenment, hit the bull's eye. This is the journey of the astronauts of the new generation. Make yourself comfortable: such Cosmic broadcasts await you, in comparison with which World Fashion TV is just Soviet news on a black and white screen.