The afterlife and other nonsensical stuff renders it mostly useless though. Whole point of this tradition is figuring out whether there is a "super"-natural within the natural, though the only way to figure this seems to be by representations that, if true, would indicate a mere vulgar supernaturalism, hence religion. Yeats didn't get the distinction, which means that except when he's doubting or forgetting his own bullshit he's the least helpful supremely gifted person ever. Well, maybe tied with Plato. Whereas magic and gods brought up seriously by people who believe in neither are of the highest importance, are ways of naming what we need to do but can't, who we need to be but aren't.
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