Making love the way we used to-- or better Book

I had to read this book for a course of study I am completing.
In this book Adi Das (aka Bubba Free John aka etc etc) and his followers are very vocal about his spiritual mastery and how he was awake from birth with the mission to enlighten devotees. To me enlightenment is a pure state of being at one with yourself and the universe - in this place the quest for enlightenment (or anything else) ceases to be important. Talking about how enlightened one is is also not necessary. Advertising ones specialness and protesting against ones ordinariness is comical…when one considers that in essence we are all made of the same stuff, carbon based lifeforms lit by the spark of divinity. How is one spark more special than another? Silliness! Mr Das has gone to a lot of effort to create his very own convoluted language of specialness (and used many capital letters to emphasise this specialness) to describe something essentially very simple and native to every being alive. In doing so he has made something natural into something elite and inaccessible to most. Ironically his complex delivery of his truth on unity imposes a separateness…just like seeing a Buddha on the road distracts us from being at one – it imposes a separateness (me, the road, the Buddha, or in this case amongst other things - capitalisation, and convoluted prescriptive language) which is exactly the opposite of what being at one means.
Some positives: I really enjoyed his description of sexual communion as “opening the whole body to the hearts delight in the all pervading radiance of God. Sexual communion is a form of bodily prayer, or whole body feeling- surrender, through the loved one to the divine Beloved” There are plenty of hidden gems in this book if you can bear to wade through many irritants such as the prescriptive tone that his Way is the only Way (“we must, we must!”), the cult-speak of a made up language and the mashing together of many religions/philosophies truths to make his own hybrid “Way”. Perhaps my critical interpretation of this book is coloured by my lived experience of union with God as a simple and natural occurrence of emptying out and merging. Complexity of language and process leads me down rabbit warrens of the mind and away from The Beloved of my heart who I feel is gently laughing at all our attempts to formulate ways and processes to find Him/Her when S/He is always ever present, waiting with arms open for simple surrender to what is in every moment.