According to Colin Wilson's introduction, David Foster's cosmology is not just another one of those cranky theories like Velikovsky's or yon Daniken's. Instead Foster owes his debt to ""the worlds of science and philosophy (particularly the Gurdjieff-Ouspensky school). . . ."" Via his work as a cybernetician or a cybernetic psychologist or is it a designer of robots for industry? -- he's gotten ""a general hang"" of the universe: it's ""something like a gigantic electronic computer"" or maybe just ""a big thought."" Further quantum mechanical reductivisms lead Foster over the bridge of the mind/matter gap, past Planck's Constant to an examination of Einstein's Relativity; and now ""it is a universe of objective subjectivity."" Furthermore, man's task is to defy the Anti-Pain Law (there's your Gurdjieff. . .) in order to become more Intelligent. It's cosmic nonsense, of course, but there are some contact points with biology-watcher Lewis Thomas and it could be a pleasant romp among the constellations for grandiose cockeyed optimists.