A perfect companion to Carl Sagan's Contact, Lost in the Cosmos takes the reader on a parodic self-help journey from the depths of the human soul to the furthest reaches of outer space. The result is a caustic, witty, existential, and profoundly moving revelation about why we'd rather see our neighbor's house burn down than live through another Wednesday afternoon, among other things. The first part of the book is "the last self help book," satirizing our culture of self exploration. Percy then suggests the reader skip the middle part, a treatise on semiotics where Percy explores the work of Peirce to develop his own semiotic theory, teasing out the irony where humans have, through language, an infinity of ways to express an infinite number of thoughts, but still can't express their deepest needs and fears. Finally, Percy engages the reader in an extended "thought experiment" in the form of a space trip to the nearest star and an encounter with sentient life forms. The results are shockingly radical, challenging every expectation for both the science fiction genre and the self help novel. Percy succeeds in nothing less than the creation of a new language, uniting storytelling with the writing of philosophy seamlessly. It's too mundane to say that Percy's book can change your life, because that's the very attitude he seeks to uncover. If we are but wayfarers, in Percy's words, then Percy himself is both leader, guide, and fellow traveller.