“The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words.” Philip k Dick

“when you love, you cease to live for yourself; you live for another person,” Flow My Tears The Policeman Said, by Philip K. Dick

Young journalist: Everything you say is contradictory. You can’t have been in one place and another at the same time. Of all those lives, which one is the right one? Nemo Nobody aged 118: Each of these lives is the right one! Every path is the right path. Everything could have been everything else and it will have just as much meaning.

“Thought is no longer theoretical. As soon as it functions it offends or reconciles, attracts or repels, breaks, dissociates, unites or reunites; it cannot help but liberate or enslave. Even before prescribing, suggesting a future, saying what must be done, even before exhorting or merely sounding an alarm, thought, at the level of its existence, in its very dawning, is in itself an action-a perilous act.” Michel Foucault

Thought is a double edged sword, it is the source of free will, everything good that has ever happenned, love, peace, art, music and the hula hoop are started as thoughts, seeds in the mind, while at the same time, everything bad like hate, war, murder, genocide, cancellation of Firefly, also started with the exact same proccess as anything good, a thought is responsible for every action and perception and in being so is humanity…right

“Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.”

Philip K Dick

“Look at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there- on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”
-Carl Segan, 1993-1996