It’s Philip K Dick’s universe, we’re just living in it.
The big question though is how do we know it wasn’t the real Dick all along? Or maybe it’s now striding through a village campfire scattering embers among the terrified Eskimos.
And incidentally, someone has gone to the trouble of assembling an excellent Dicktionary. There’s hours of chewy fun there if you can dig it.
why aren’t the hyperlinks more clearly highlighted?
my cats cyber-scoff wind up virtual mice’s ears in the sphero-blah-night but leave their cerebro-skeletal bunkum-bodies in the furo-scope for general appreciation. does that count?