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622c1ac
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Despair like that, about total reality, is self-perpetuating.
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Perhaps this is the bottom line to mental illness: incomprehensible events occur; your life becomes a bin for hoax-like fluctuations of what used to be reality. And not only that--as if that weren't enough--but you, like Fat, ponder forever over these fluctuations in an effort to order them into a coherency, when in fact the only sense they make is the sense you impose on them, out of the necessity to restore everything into shapes and proc..
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if men are too blind to govern themselves, how can they be trusted to govern others?
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that thing that's taken refuge there in that zinc bucket, without a wife, a career, a conapt, or money or the possibility of encountering any of these, still persists. For reasons unknown to me its stake in existence is greater than mine.
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Philip K. Dick |
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36db08e
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What we really need is a doctor, not a spear.
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Philip K. Dick |
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ccd177a
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like the rest of us he seeks an external savior.
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seeking-salvation
savior
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02a688f
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The tyranny of an object, he thought. It doesn't know I exist.
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materialism
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5bc4c43
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Am I the only one who knows? I'll bet I am; nobody else really understands Grasshopper but me - they just imagine they do.
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ea11ae0
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Someday, he thought, it'll be mandatory that we all sell the McDonald's hamburger as well as buy it; we'll sell it back and forth to each other forever from our living rooms. That way we won't even have to go outside.
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aa6e161
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Horselover Fat's nervous breakdown began the day he got the phone call from Gloria asking if he had any Nembutals.
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Philip K. Dick |
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People suffering nervous breakdowns often do a lot of research, to find explanations for what they are undergoing. the research, of course fails.
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Philip K. Dick |
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The spider Mercer gave the chickenhead, Isidore; it probably was artificial, too. But it doesn't matter. The electric things have their lives, too. Paltry as those lives are.
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value-of-life
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We peep out, but what do we see, really? Mirror reflections of our own selves, our bloodless, feeble countenances, devoted to nothing in particular, insofar as I can fathom it. Death is very close, he thought. When you think in this manner. I can feel it, he decided. How near I am. Nothing is killing me; I have no enemy, no antagonist; I am merely expiring, like a magazine subscription: month by month.
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ece29de
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That man indeed lives in a zone where no multiplicity can distress him and which is nevertheless the most active workshop of universal fulfillment.
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Philip K. Dick |
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c559e75
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I resemble that worm which crawls through dust, Lives in the dust, eats dust Until a passerby's foot crushes it.
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life
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123f718
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You never see the ones who really love you and help you; you're always involved with strangers.
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No one can win against kipple,' he said, 'except temporarily and maybe in one spot, like in my apartment I've sort of created a stasis between the pressure of kipple and nonkipple, for the time being. But eventually I'll die or go away, and then the kipple will again take over. It's a universal principle operating throughout the universe; the entire universe is moving toward a final state of total, absolute kipple-ization.
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5c7d9e9
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Anti-cat is one jump away from anti-Semitism.
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He had wondered, as had most people at one time or another, precisely why an android bounced helplessly about when confronted by an empathy-measuring test. Empathy, evidently, existed only within the human community, whereas intelligence to some degree could be found throughout every phylum and order including the arachnida. For one thing, the empathic faculty probably required an unimpaired group instinct; a solitary organism, such as a sp..
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This kind of neighborhood did not please him; he had seen it a million times, duplicated throughout the face of the earth. It had been from such as this that he had fled, early in his life, to use his sixness as a method of getting out. And now he had come back. He did not object to the people: he saw them as trapped here, the ordinaries, who through no fault of their own had to remain. They had not invented it; they did not like it; they e..
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88cc882
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Mental illness is not funny.
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All right," Eric agreed. "If you were me, and your wife were sick, desperately so, with no hope of recovery, would you leave her? Or would you stay with her, even if you had traveled ten years into the future and knew for an absolute certainty that the damage to her brain could never be reversed? And staying with her would mean-" "I can see what it would mean, sir," the cab broke in. "It would mean no other life for you beyond caring for he..
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We came back [from Mars]," Pris said, "because nobody should have to live there. It wasn't conceived for habitation, at least not within the last billion years. It's so old. You feel it in the stones, the terrible old age. Anyhow, at first I got drugs from Roy; I lived for that new synthetic pain-killer, that silenizine. And then I met Horst Hartman, who at that time ran a stamp store, rare postage stamps; there's so much time on your hands..
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time
science-fiction
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0e9b87b
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zaman. belki zaman da yuvarlaktir, tipki dunya gibi. hindistana ulasmak icin batiya dogru yelken acarsin. sana gulerler ama sonunda hindistan onundedir, arkanda degil.zamanla- belki hepimiz yelken acmis, kendimizi doguda sanarak giderken, bizi bekleyen 'carmiha gerilmek' ten baska bir sey degildir.
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0f604da
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Does she make the heavens fall?" "Yes, she pulls down everything." Molinari nodded. "It's a psionic talent she has... it's called being a woman."
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Philip K. Dick |
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Spray a bug with a toxin and it dies; spray a man, spray his brain, and he becomes an insect that clacks and vibrates about in a closed circle forever. A reflex machine, like an ant. Repeating his last instruction.
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social-control
drugs
obedience
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6362eb4
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I didn't get anything from holding onto those handles," Rick said. "Mercer talked to me but it didn't help. He doesn't know any more than I do. He's just an old man climbing a hill to his death." "Isn't that the revelation?" Rick said, "I have that revelation already."
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Philip K. Dick |
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Everything is destined to reappear as simulation. Landscapes as photography, woman as the sexual scenario, thoughts as writing, terrorism as fashion and the media, events as television. Things seem only to exist by virtue of this strange destiny. You wonder whether the world itself isn't just here to serve as advertising copy in some other world.' Jean Baudrillard,
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Philip K. Dick |
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ca87628
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I even gave up, for a while, stopping by the window of the room to look out at the lights and deep, illuminated streets. That's a form of dying, that losing contact with the city like that.
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perdido-street-station
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There is no Pris," he said. "Only Rachael Rosen, over and over again."
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Philip K. Dick |
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Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily . . . in the street brawls.
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nerd
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34f59db
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The termination of a relationship," he said, "is not a misunderstanding. It's a reorganization of life."
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Philip K. Dick |
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d0f4868
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A lot can be said for the infinite mercies of God, but the smarts of a good pharmacist, when you get down to it, is worth more.
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Philip K. Dick |
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Maybe I'll just sit here parked for a while, he decided, and alpha meditate or go into various different altered states of consciousness.
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Philip K. Dick |
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Dr. Leon Stone turned out to be one of the most important people in Horselover Fat's life. To get to Stone, Fat had to nearly kill himself physically, matching his mental death. Is this what they mean about God's mysterious ways? How else could Fat have linked up with Leon Stone? Only some dismal act of the order of a suicide attempt, a truly lethal attempt, would have achieved it; Fat had to die, or nearly die, to be cured. Or nearly cured..
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The first thing that went wrong, according to Fat, had to do with the radio. Listening to it one night- he had not been able to sleep for a long time- he heard the radio saying hideous words, sentences which it could not be saying. Beth, being asleep, missed that. So that could have been Fat's mind breaking down; by then his psyche was disintegrating at a terrible velocity. Mental illness is not funny.
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Philip K. Dick |
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3bca617
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A Gresham's Law: the fakes would undermine the value of the real.
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Philip K. Dick |
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7d6c30d
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We should take mothers in high seas and drown them there, they are as poisonous as lead in the air.
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Philip K. Dick |
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Her smile increased. She had perfect white regular teeth; Irish, Juliana decided. Only Irish blood could give that jawline such femininity.
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feminity
white
perfect
irish
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1598c50
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But the longing within him had grown even greater, the overpowering need to be alone. Locked in an empty room, entirely unwitnessed, silent and supine. Stretched out, not needing to speak, not needing to move. Not required to cope with anyone or any problem. And no one will even know where I am, he told himself. That seemed, unaccountably, very important; he wanted to be unknown and invisible, to live unseen.
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Philip K. Dick |
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70f90af
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The distinction between sanity and insanity is narrower than the razor's edge, sharper than a hound's tooth, more agile than a mule deer. It is more elusive than the merest phantom. Perhaps it does not even exist; perhaps it is a phantom.
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Philip K. Dick |
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b28ff00
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She sighed. "Oh, God, to be in the flyship cruising through the void. That's what I long for: an infinite void. With no human voices, no human smells, no human jaws masticating plastic chewing gum in nine iridescent colors." --
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Philip K. Dick |
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bc5d6da
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The time, then, had come for him to poison himself so that an economic monopoly could be kept alive, a sprawling, interplan empire from which he now derived nothing.
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Philip K. Dick |
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859e937
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Please don't continually say I'm paranoid. Why? It makes me paranoid.
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paranoia
mental-health
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