Reading on android is kinda annoying, so much page turning #1stworldproblems

From (wannabe) Victorian lit to sci-fi. It's how I roll.

Reading about drug-induced paranoia from a synthetic mind-altering substance and multiple personalities stemming from such drug use. Philip K. Dick is amazing.

My first library ebook. I'm thrilled to know I don't have to over-spend on them, since I'm SURE they are cheaper to distribute than printed copies, yet the cost exactly the same. I'll be getting my... more

My first library ebook. I'm thrilled to know I don't have to over-spend on them, since I'm SURE they are cheaper to distribute than printed copies, yet the cost exactly the same. I'll be getting my ebooks from the library until digital bookstores lower their costs.

Taking a shot at this

Finished this (for at least the 3rd time) here in the past few weeks. It is unsettling to see how little society has changed, in it's perceptual regards.

A spectacular, if disturbing, read from one of the best #PKD (3rd time for me)

A MAJOR 'Dickhead', here! Have read this book numerous times! Vote me for Guru!!!

"They sleep like Count Dracula," he thought, "Junkies do..."

""I saw," Bruce said. He thought, I knew. That was it: I saw Substance D growing. I saw death rising from the earth, from the ground itself, in one blue field, in stubbled color.

The farm-facility... more

""I saw," Bruce said. He thought, I knew. That was it: I saw Substance D growing. I saw death rising from the earth, from the ground itself, in one blue field, in stubbled color.

The farm-facility manager and Donald Abrahams glanced at each other and then down at the kneeling figure, the kneeling man and the Mors ontotogica planted everywhere, within the concealing corn.

"Back to work, Bruce," the kneeling man said then, and rose to his feet.

Donald and the farm-facility manager strolled off toward their parked Lincoln. Talking together; he watched -- without turning, without being able to turn -- them depart.

Stooping down, Bruce picked one of the stubbled blue plants, then placed it in his right shoe, slipping it down out of sight. A present for my friends, he thought, and looked forward inside his mind, where no one could see, to Thanksgiving."

"However, he had been burned. The capsules were not barbiturates, as represented. They were some kind of kinky psychedelics, of a type he had never dropped before, probably a mixture, and new on the... more

"However, he had been burned. The capsules were not barbiturates, as represented. They were some kind of kinky psychedelics, of a type he had never dropped before, probably a mixture, and new on the market. Instead of quietly suffocating, Charles Freck began to hallucinate. Well, he thought philosophically, this is the story of my life. Always ripped off. He had to face the fact -- considering how many of the capsules he had swallowed -- that he was in for some trip.

The next thing he knew, a creature from between dimensions was standing beside his bed looking down at him disapprovingly.

The creature had many eyes, all over it, ultra-modern expensive-looking clothing, and rose up eight feet high. Also, it carried an enormous scroll.

"You're going to read me my sins," Charles Freck said.

The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll.

Freck said, lying helpless on his bed, "and it's going to take a hundred thousand hours."

"Once a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair. The doctor told him there were no bugs in his hair. After he had taken a shower for eight hours, standing under hot water hour after hour... more

"Once a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair. The doctor told him there were no bugs in his hair. After he had taken a shower for eight hours, standing under hot water hour after hour suffering the pain of the bugs, he got out and dried himself, and he still had bugs in his hair; in fact, he had bugs all over him. A month later he had bugs in his lungs.

Having nothing else to do or think about, he began to work out theoretically the life cycle of the bugs, and, with the aid of the Britannica, try to determine specifically which bugs they were. They now filled his house. He read about many different kinds and finally noticed bugs outdoors, so he concluded they were aphids. After that decision came to his mind it never changed, no matter what other people told him ... like "Aphids don't bite people."

"D" is for Substance D. Which is for Dumbness, Despair, and Desertion, the desertion of your friends from you, you from them, everyone from everyone, isolation and loneliness and hating and... more

"D" is for Substance D. Which is for Dumbness, Despair, and Desertion, the desertion of your friends from you, you from them, everyone from everyone, isolation and loneliness and hating and suspecting each other. D is finally death. Slow Death, we... we the dopers call it...Slow Death. From the head on down. "
- Bob Arctor from A Scanner Darkly, by Philip K. Dick

"If I knew it was Harmless, I'd have Killed it Myself!"

On a side note, the movie was one of the best adaptations of a book that I have EVER seen!