No harem, no clichés, no invincibility, no systems, no mindlessness, no power fantasies—proceed with caution if these bother you. I thought metaphysics would be filled with extraordinary tales, yet only tasted the harsh truth of shamanic charlatans filling the ranks; I thought printed classics signify inheritance, yet detected the emptiness of those who tamper with the Tao Te Ching to fabricate "original texts"; I thought fragmentary spell pages could serve as emergencies, yet learned the bitter lesson that half-baked, broken rituals only invite disaster. Here, there’s no cloying sweetness of instant supernatural powers, nor the artificial additives of clickbait tropes. This is only for those willing to settle in and savor genuine insights, friends who want to avoid the pitfalls of metaphysics—to share this bowl of tea. If you too wish to distinguish truth from falsehood in metaphysics, you might just find your answers in this brew.