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Reviews for A Scanner Darkly by Philip K. Dick

— Friday, June 30, 2006 —
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"For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known."
— 1 Corinthians 13:12



I recently re-read A Scanner Darkly the last few days in anticipation of Richard Linklater's vision of the novel to film. It's probably been 15 years since I last read the book.

A Scanner Darkly reads much better than I remember. Course, that might have something to do with those 15 years since the last read-through. Less said about that, the better.

So, anyway, I decided I'd look around for some reviews and commentary on the novel, discover what others took from it.

Here's what I found:

  • This book is primarily an examination of what drug use can do to people, as Dick makes clear in the Author's Note at the end of the book, although as he says "there is no moral in this novel."

  • A Scanner Darkly is by no means an easy read, as you are drawn into the minds of the central character. Once you catch on, it becomes one of the deepest, most moving books ever written by Dick. His ability to immerse the reader into the psychological heart of paranoid narcotics abuse has never been so apparent.

  • Yes, Philip K. Dick makes you look away - look away from normality, look away from what you know to be the truth. It's the ultimate suspension of disbelief trip - for in a suspension of disbelief con to work things have to stay mostly normal and you throw a narrative or psychological spanner in the works on top of that.

  • The most annoying book I ever forced myself to finish.
    John


  • [A Scanner Darkly] then must be considered as an integral part of that corpus of Philip K. Dick's "religious books", part of a message that connects through the centuries to the secret doctrines of the Nag Hammadi and the Qumran manuscripts.


Hide your stash and pick yourself up A Scanner Darkly to find out what and who your scanner sees.


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More A Scanner Darkly Reviews

— Wednesday, June 28, 2006 —
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"There is one thing I would like to say," Barris said. "Mr. Arctor is an addict, addicted to Substance D, and his mind is deranged now. It has slowly become deranged over a period of time, and he is dangerous."

"Dangerous," Fred echoed.

"Yes," Barris declared. "He is already having episodes such as occur with brain damage from Substance D. The optic chiasm must be deteriorated, since a weak ipsilateral component... But also —" Barris cleared his throat. "Deterioration, as well, in the corpus callosum."



Just to let you know, the RES A Scanner Darkly Remix Contest has announced it's winners. Watch 'em here on RES's annoying Flash contest site.

Personally, I still believe Matrixgal's Darkly 2 Remix is the true winner. Alas, let's all queue up and kick God's ass.

Anyway, here's a few more recent reviews for A Scanner Darkly:

  • By cutting to the story's political core, Linklater has given A Scanner Darkly the coherence the book never had, and he has done so without diminishing Dick's scattershot brilliance — which is to say, his life.

  • Over 50 obscenities, 6 profane uses of Christ’s name and one blasphemous term; there are no violent acts, but the mind-altering effect is jarring, the self-destructiveness a form of violence to the soul; an implied sex act; we see a woman topless; 2 sex discussions, one detailed.

  • Linklater delivers a timely and thought-provoking film that adeptly blends humor, drama, and striking animation by Bob Sabiston to create a dark, hermetic, dystopian universe.

Also, don't miss these earlier reviews of A Scanner Darkly.


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SoCal Film Group delivers Dust Devil

— Sunday, June 25, 2006 —
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In non-phildickian news, SoCal Film Group has recently released one of its films online, Dust Devil.

Dust Devil, a short dv things-are-not-always-what-they-seem thriller, was written and directed by SoCaler Michael Gilvary out in the middle-of-the-nowhere Californian desert. Nothing like a free set with no one or animal (or water) around for miles and miles to interrupt your tight production schedule, is there? The movie's stark-overwashed/harsh-contrast look brings the heat right through the camera.

The SoCal Film Group production team delivers a good short film. Solid cast, good pacing, a quick in-and-out thriller. Viva la dv!

As noted in the SoCal blog, the group is limited in releasing their films online while participating in the film festival circuit. Apparently in most film festivals, having released your film online while its under consideration can disqualify it. Gotta love the 90s. Who knows, they still project images on screens at these things so it's to be expected, I guess.

It's nice to have the latest SoCal production online to see where these guys are going. Watch it!

Also don't miss Michael Gilvary's other production!

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Philip K. Dick is dead, alas. Let's all queue up and kick God's ass.

— Thursday, June 22, 2006 —
  FACT: 2 eigenstates 


"Hey Gordon," Dolly said, "I'm not even tepid [nominal Christian]. I'm your basic agnostic-on-good-days, atheist-on-bad."

"Let's go talk to the bishop," he said.

Vear ignored Cal. "If you're an agnostic, Dolly, why in God's name would you write an elegy for Kai that goes 'Philip K. Dick is dead, alas. / Let's all queue up and kick God's ass'? That's pretty... irreverent, I admit, but at least it acknowledges that God exists."


It's 1982. "The U.S. has a permanent moonbase, Richard M. Nixon is in the fourth term of the 'imperial Presidency', and an obscure novelist named Philip K. Dick has just died in California. Dick was the author of such well-regarded works as In Milton Lumky Territory and Confessions of a Crap Artist, but late in his life a number of strange manuscripts by him, unpublished, rejected everywhere, get into samizdat circulation, works of science fictional satire and social allegory that mean a great deal to their underground audience. Dick is a hero to them — and now he's dead."

So sets-up science fiction author Michael Bishop, a Nebula Award Winner and nominee for both the Hugo & Philip K Dick Awards, in his 1987 novel, A Secret Ascension; or, Philip K. Dick is Dead, Alas. A wonderfully Phildickian-styled alternative history tale where the U.S. achieved victory in Vietnam in 1974 and the impact this had on the continued efforts of the space program to the moon. It's America, just a slightly different Amerika.

Besides the novel's obvious premise homage to PKD, Bishop follows PKD's lead for all it's worth utilizing other Phildickian techniques such as multiple third-person narrative structure, characters experiencing reality breakdowns (or break-throughs, if you prefer), and as the "real" PKD was apt to do in his VALIS cycle, Philip K. Dick features as a major character.

The book opens, as the title laments, with Philip K. Dick dead. Well at least his body is dead after a massive stroke. Dick2, his ghost, or pre-ghost, soul — whatever — isn't quite so dead... yet. He's got a second shot at life, well after-life, and aims to take it. This time, The Empire Really Never Ended.

Required reading for all PKD fans.


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A Scanner Darkly Acks

— Tuesday, June 20, 2006 —
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Excerpt from "The Other Side of the Brain: An Appositional Mind" by Joseph E. Bogen, M.D., which appeared in Bulletin of the Los Angeles Neurological Societies, Vol. 34, No. 3, July 1969. Used by permission. Excerpt from "The Split Brain in Man" by Michael S. Gazzaniga which appeared in Scientific American, August 1967, Vol. 217. Used by permission. Untitled poem reprinted from Heinrich Heine: Lyric Poems and Ballads, translated by Ernst Feise. Copyright 1961 by the University of Pittsburgh Press. Used by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press. Other German quotes from Goethe's Faust, Part One, and from Beethoven's opera Fidelio.



For those of you about to start reading A Scanner Darkly in anticipation of the ASD film premiere, study the above acknowledgements from the book carefully... and be warned.

There's no trip back.


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PKD, the Unicorn, and Soviet Psychotronics by Adam Gorightly

— Friday, June 16, 2006 —
  FACT: 2 eigenstates 


I tried to tell all this to the checkers at Trader Joe's, the food store where we shop, and they cancelled my check-cashing privilege.

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Philip K. Dick and Ira "the Unicorn" Einhorn, sixties radical activist turned seventies New Age networker cum fugitive ax murderer, began a correspondence in early February of 1978 centered around Dick's firmly held belief that the Russians were beaming psychotronic (RF signal) transmissions via satellite into his already somewhat-disturbed mind. According to Dick — often known for his far-out flights of paranoiac fancy — these "microwave boosted telepathic transmissions" commenced on March 20, 1974, showering Dick with endless reams and streams of visual and audio data. Initially this overpowering onslaught of messages Phil reluctantly received were extremely unpleasant; he termed them "die messages." Within the following week he reported being kept awake by "violet phosphene activity, eight hours uninterrupted." A description of this event in a fictionalized version appears in Dick's brilliant though demented anti-drug novel A Scanner Darkly. The content of this phosphene activity was in the form of modern abstract graphics followed by Soviet music serenading his head, with Russian names and words appearing there as well. The ever-speculating Phil conjectured that a radical drop in GABA fluid in his brilliant but balmy brain might have accounted for these strange voices and images, though he was at a loss to further explain exactly what would have precipitated such a drop in his GABA fluid. This conveniently lent more credence to his original theory, as crazy as it sounded to his own buzzing ears, tuned into this foreign frequency that had invaded his mind.

In recent years various information on remote mind-control technology has filtered into the conspiracy research community through various fringe publications such as Full Disclosure, Resonance, and countless others, including a booklet by a Finnish gentleman named Matti Koski, "My Life Depends On You". Over the years Mr. Koski has been sharing with our mind-controlled world at large his horrifying tale, documenting as it does the discovery of rampant brain tampering committed upon himself and others, including R. Naeslund, another victim of brain research. The perpetrators of these evil-doings allegedly include the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RMCP), the CIA, and Finnish Intelligence among countless other covert intelligence agencies. In Secret and Suppressed, edited by Jim Keith, a remote mind-control testimonial appears entitled "An Open Letter To The Swedish Prime Minister Regarding Electromagnetic Terror", authored by the aforementioned R. Naeslund.

Another legendary figure in the arcane annals of conspiracy research — and ranter extraordinaire — is Kerry Wendell Thornley. Thornley claims that while serving in the Marines with his buddy Lee Oswald he became subject to just this sort of mind control scenario, having had planted into the base of his neck some sort of high-tech implant. This enabled Thornley to receive malevolent transmissions from Military Intelligence or others of that ilk who were tampering with his brain for reasons far too complex to even attempt to broach at this time. It would only swerve us away from the topic at hand into even weirder realms concerning a genetic breeding experiment to which Thornley believes he fell prey at the hands of Nazi Controllers. (Refer to the Kenn Thomas audio interview of Thornley available through Steamshovel Press.)

Along this same twisted line I'm reminded of an incident related to me a few years ago. A close friend suffered a nervous breakdown and was diagnosed paranoid-schizophrenic as a result of malevolent voices he was hearing in his head. My friend believed that a group called "The Laser People" were trying to drive him bonkers (and perhaps succeeded) via lasers which were, perhaps, more accurately psychotronic devices beaming these voices his way. He's doing better these days, I'm glad to say, due to medication that quiets these voices in his mind. But I often wonder if my friend was the unfortunate subject of a mind control experiment. If this is the case, then did his malevolent Controllers meet their objective in that they now have another narcotized subject under their control who poses no threat to their power control structure? I'm not implying my friend was some great threat to this power structure, but he was a rebellious character. If they could do this to him on an experimental basis, then maybe it would work on others whom the Invisible Government deems dangerous.

Dick initiated his correspondence with Ira Einhorn due to a letter written by Einhorn that Phil had read in CoEvolution Quarterly in early 1978. The letter examined the work of Nicola Tesla vis-a-vis the transmission of electric energy through the ether without aid of electrical power lines. During the mid- to late seventies Einhorn had constructed a vast network of contacts with the intent of creating, as he described it, "an international conspiracy to make the planet more livable." Among these contacts was Lt. Col. Thomas Bearden, author of several books including Fer-De-Lance: A Briefing on Soviet Scalar Electromagnetic Weapons, which contends that the Russians — through the use of this hidden technology that Tesla discovered around the turn of the century — had been not only modifying US weather patterns with electromagnetic waves but had also developed a "death ray" they were using in the late seventies/early eighties in Afghanistan.

Ira Einhorn emerged to major media prominence as master of ceremonies for the first "Earth Day" in Philadelphia in 1970. This recognition gave Einhorn immediate access to the best minds of his generation. His networking and consulting skills not only enamored him with to New Age counterculture crowd but also captured the imaginations of such corporate giants as AT&T, who hired Einhorn as a consultant to better tap them into the New Age information highway that was just then getting underway. Shockingly, on April 28, 1979 the remains of Einhorn's long-time girlfriend Holly Maddox were found in a steamer trunk in Einhorn's apartment, the victim of an ax murder. Einhorn was subsequently arrested but he denied murdering Maddox, saying in essence that the CIA had set him up because of certain information to which he'd become privy through his vast network of Aquarian Conspirators. Einhorn hired former Warren Commission lawyer Arlen Specter to represent him, which takes this tale on another sordid twist. Specter was the infamous creator of "The Magic Bullet Theory" which convicted a defenseless Lee Oswald in his grave. While out on bond Einhorn skipped the country and has been seen in recent years in Ireland — among other foreign countries — using a false identity with a new girlfriend. When someone in Ireland discovered his identity, the Unicorn promptly left for parts unknown and the last I heard he is still at large.

Did the Unicorn stumble upon certain dark secrets regarding psychotronics and mind control that led him into a frame-job by Intelligence agents? The evidence against Einhorn — according to Steven Levy in The Unicorn's Secret: Murder in the Age of Aquarius — seems quite incriminating. Even some of Einhorn's staunchest supporters who, when informed of the Maddox murder, stood unflinchingly by his side, afterwards came to doubt Einhorn when the evidence made it apparent that he was most likely guilty of the crime. The one person who seems to have stood by Ira Einhorn all the way down the line was Tom Beardan, who shared many of the Unicorn's conspiracy theories regarding the use of psychotronics to monitor and control human behavior and modify weather patterns. Unfortunately, we'll probably never know the full story of what happened to Holly Maddox. Nor will we learn whether this whole sordid tale really was spun around a tangled web of psychotronics, murder and mind control, with Ira Einhorn made the ceremonial scapegoat of a tragic conspiracy.

In all my readings of Dick I've never seen mention of anything in regards to brain implants. I find this rather odd in that in all the other cases where I've researched this sort of brain tampering, implants seem always to play a role in the scenario. I believe Phil might have received a brain implant during dental surgery which occurred just prior to his fabled first visit from VALIS (Vast Active Living Intelligence System) chronicled in his novels Radio Free Albemuth and VALIS. Both are fictionalized accounts of these bizarre though real-life occurrences which began in March, 1974. (Also see the autobiographical account of this documented in Dick's Exegesis.) As the story goes, Phil went one day to have some major work done on his teeth and later — when he arrived back home — a delivery was made from the local pharmacy of a pain killer to soothe Phil's aching mouth. The deliverer of this bottle of relief was none other than a hip, foxy chick with a Christian fish hanging from her neck. I'll not pursue now the deep significance of this Christian fish symbol, but suffice it to say its impact upon Phil was enormous in respect to the events that transpired after this fish swam into his life over waves of breast and cleavage. The young lady in question said a few cryptic words, then mysteriously disappeared forever into the ocean of human life. Phil theorized that this young lady — who claimed to be a Christian — delivered unto him some sort of veiled Gnostic knowledge, which afterwards proceeded to unfold its answers gradually to a whole host of hidden Gnostic secrets for several years.

Another scenario might have been that this young lady was on an intelligence mission, delivering some kind of drug to not only soothe Phil's pain-ridden mouth, but also to help activate the devices that had surreptitiously been inserted into Phil's head during the dental surgery. Yet another possible explanation is that the short cryptic sentence the Fish Lady uttered was in reality some sort of codeword which triggered this mind-control apparatus into operation. Oddly enough, it was later on this very same day that Phil's "visions" first began.

To suggest that a dentist might have planted psychotronic receptors into the mouth and head of the greatest science fiction writer of all time might seem utterly preposterous, but nonetheless connections between certain dentists and mind control implants is not a new one. The opportunity to insert said devices during dental surgery — while the patient's anesthetized mind is off dancing in the merry land of Nitrous Oxide — is most definitely there, and one that would not readily be suspected by his/her patient/victim.

According to master conspiratologist John Judge, Uri Geller's "dentist was the person who first developed the patents on six different of the earliest mind-control devices for the CIA and military intelligence, which were actually radio transmitter implants into the jaw and teeth so that instructions could be heard through the teeth..."

Coincidentally (or maybe not so coincidentally) Ira Einhorn had formed an intense relationship with not only Uri Geller but with his mentor, Dr. Andrija Puharich, whose respective characters in recent years have both been called into question. This is in regards to suspicious Intelligence contacts and the spread of disinformation and hoax proliferation vis-a-vis UFOs and psychic phenomena. What interest, one might ask, would intelligence agencies have had in Phil Dick? One area might have been his anti-war stance; in the late sixties Phil signed a petition which appeared in Ramparts opposing America's involvement in Vietnam. Shortly thereafter his apartment was ransacked, a safe blown open, and various documents stolen. Phil at the time suspected the CIA and/or FBI to be responsible for the break-in.

Even though at the outset Phil felt the emanations invading his mind were of a malevolent nature, in time he began to believe they were something entirely different. In a letter to Einhorn dated February 10, 1978, Phil went into more depth on these psychotronic transmissions, claiming that they "seemed sentient." Phil felt that an alien life form existing in some upper layer of the Earth's atmosphere had been attracted by the Soviet psychotronic transmissions. Apparently, this alien life form operated as a "station", tapping into some sort of interplanetary communication grid that "contained and transmitted vast amounts of information." Initially what Phil received were the Soviet transmissions, but eventually this alien life form — whom Phil called Zebra (and later, VALIS) — became "attracted or potentiated by the Soviet microwave psychotronic transmissions." This paralleled similar experiences Nicola Tesla had had with ETI's, where Tesla had been contacted by "what he believed to be signals from another planet," quoting Einhorn from CoEvolution Quarterly.

Over the years that followed this alien entity vastly improved Dick's mental and physical well-being in a number of ways. It gave Phil "complex and accurate information about myself and also about our infant son which, Zebra said, had a critical and undiagnosed birth defect which required emergency and immediate surgery. My wife rushed our baby to the doctor and told the doctor what I had said (more precisely what Zebra had said to me) and the doctor discovered that it was so. Surgery was scheduled for the following day — i.e. as soon as possible. Our son would have died otherwise." Phil wasn't just blowing smoke rings about this incident. His wife Tessa and others have since confirmed this story regarding the medical conditions of himself and his son, Christopher. Phil felt Zebra was totally benign, and it held great contempt for the Soviets and their psychotronic experiments. Furthermore, Zebra informed Phil that the Earth was dying, and that spray cans were "destroying the layer of atmosphere in which Zebra... existed."

Some have questioned whether Phil had created an immense hoax regarding Zebra/VALIS, or if he was actually "crazy as a soapdish", as Harlan Ellison recently stated in an interview with Larry King. Were his "visions" simply delusions of which Phil tried to make some sense throughout his many theological musings in the Exegesis? From a clinical standpoint, a condition known as Frontal Lobe Epilepsy might explain the visions which appeared to Phil. Or could it all have been exactly as Phil first assumed: psychotronic mind control transmissions beamed at him from Russia or God knows where else? Was Phil just pulling our gullible legs? The same could be asked of Kerry Thornley, with his many tall tales of sinister spiders spinning conspiratorial webs.

My response is yes, they both have probably pulled our legs a bit, but so what? It has surely made the world a hell of a lot more interesting place in which to live — has it not? — what with the twisted tales they've shared of alien and foreign influences beaming microwave missives into their abstruse minds.



Reprinted with permission of the author.

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Philip K. Dick and the Illuminati

— Thursday, June 15, 2006 —
  FACT: 2 eigenstates 

Excerpt of Chapter 8 from
Saucers of the Illuminati by Jim Keith
Published by IllumiNet Press


The most revelatory account I have come across of a possible contact with an alien intelligence is the book VALIS by Philip K. Dick. Aspects of the book that seem to be little understood are symbols that point to an encounter of some sort with what we can accurately term the Illuminati. Again, the messages in VALIS are coded, and the meanings encoded are Freemasonic, comprising in fact a relatively exhaustive recapitulation of Freemasonic lore and agenda.

VALIS is a semi-fictionalized account of "Horselover Fat," Dick's alter ego (the name formulated from a word derivation of his name), and Dick's meeting with what he takes to be God, or at least a God, via the medium of a pink beam of light. Dick dubs this god VALIS (a Vast Active Living Intelligence System).

Dick's vision came about when, in March of 1974, and suffering from two impacted wisdom teeth, he waited in his apartment in Anaheim, California for a prescribed pain killer from a local pharmacy. When the delivery person from the pharmacy arrived at the door it was a young woman wearing a golden fish-emblem necklace. Dick reflects that:
For some reason I was hypnotized by the gleaming golden fish; I forgot my pain, forgot the medication, forgot why the girl was there. I just kept staring at the fish sign.

"What does that mean?" I asked her.

The girl touched the glimmering golden fish with her hand and said, "This is a sign worn by the early Christians." She then gave me the package of medication.

In that instant, as I stared at the gleaming fish sign and heard her words, I suddenly experienced what I later learned is called anamnesis — a Greek word meaning, literally, 'loss of forgetfulness.' I remembered who I was and where I was. In an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, it all came back to me. And not only could I remember it but I could see it. The girl was a secret Christian and so was I. We lived in fear of detection by the Romans. We had to communicate in cryptic signs. She had just told me all this, and it was true.


This sudden influx of knowledge had been caused by a pink beam of light that had shot out of the necklace the girl was wearing, the beam apparently penetrating directly into Dick's head and imparting a vast array of information, including the knowledge of several languages that he had not previously understood. Aside from feeling a sort of hyper-rationality, Dick sensed that he had been taken over by a superior mind that had memories dating back in excess of two thousand years.

Later Dick was to hear troubling, grotesque messages coming out of his radio telling him to die, and would have an all-night display of graphic inner vision similar to thousands of abstract paintings seen in rapid succession projected upon the mind's eye. He also experienced a superimposition of the features of ancient Rome onto those of the California landscape in the 1970s, and formed the conviction that the present world was locked in what he termed a "Black Iron Prison," a state of spiritual (and probably physical) entrapment.

From these experiences and others Dick evolved a complex body of speculation, from which he drew a trio of books that included VALIS and a lengthy Exegesis consisting of several thousand pages of handwritten notes speculating on the nature of his contact with what he determined to be God.

The outcome of Dick's experiences with VALIS was not altogether benign. After the encounter (and a breakup with his wife) Dick attempted to kill himself, ending up in a mental ward instead.

What Dick believed to be the source of his contact is particularly interesting:
"Where did the plasmate [VALIS] originally come from?"

After a pause Fat said, "From another star system."

"You wish to identify that star system?"

"Sirius," Fat said.
In VALIS Dick relates the fairly widely-known information on the African Dogon tribe and their startling and unexplainable exact astronomical knowledge about the Sirius star system (as described in The Sirius Mystery by Robert G.K. Temple -- possibly a pseudonym?). The Dogon, Dick says,"got their cosmogony and cosmology directly from the three-eyed invaders who visited long ago. The three-eyed invaders are mute and deaf and telepathic, could not breathe our atmosphere, had the elongated misshapen skull of Ikhnaton and emanated from a planet in the star-system Sirius. Although they had no hands, but had instead, pincer claws such as a crab has, they were great builders."

Dick has Horselover Fat dreaming of these three-eyed creatures: "They manifested themselves as cyborg entities: wrapped up in glass bubbles staggering under masses of technological gear... Soviet technicians could be seen, hurrying to repair malfunctions of the sophisticated technological communications apparatus enclosing the three-eyed people." I will have more to say about the Dogon later in this text.

Dick also believed that, "Our world is still secretly ruled by the hidden race descended from Ikhnaton, and his knowledge is the information of the Macro-Mind itself... From Ikhnaton this knowledge passed to Moses, and from Moses to Elijah, the Immortal Man, who became Christ. But underneath all the names there is only one Immortal Man, and we are that man."

"Real Time ceased in 70 C.E.," Dick asserted, "with the fall of the Temple at Jerusalem [i.e. the Temple of Solomon]. It began again in 1974. The intervening period was a perfect spurious interpolation aping the creation of the Mind. 'The Empire never ended,' but in 1974 a cypher was sent out as a signal that the Age of Iron was over; the cypher consisted of two words: KING FELIX, which refers to the Happy (or Rightful) King.
"The two-word cypher signal KING FELIX was not intended fro human beings but for the descendants of Ikhnaton, the three-eyed race which, in secret, exists with us."
Dick believed that, "The person referred to by the two-word cypher KING FELIX is the fifth Savior who... VALIS had said, was either already born or would soon be."

Out of the VALIS communications, "Fat deduced that he had a mission, that the plasmate's invasion of him represented its intention to employ him for its benign purposes."

Of Ikhnaton's three-eyed kin, Dick alter-ego Fat observes, "My God... These are the original builders...", to which another character replies, "We have never stopped... We still build. We built this world, this space-time matrix." This is reminiscent of the terms with which the Freemasons refer to themselves in such tomes as Pike's Morals and Dogma. There is no mistaking the connection for anyone with the slightest familiarity with Masonic lore.

And VALIS, we learn, employs the same mystical communication system as the Masons: "All its verbal information is stored as Cabala." The Qabalah (alternative spelling, Cabala) is an ancient form of mysticism that pervades Freemasonry, top of pyramid to base.

Dick describes the method by which VALIS initiates secretly communicate with each other: "During a handshake, a motion with one finger of two intersecting arcs: swift expression of the fish symbol, which no one beyond the two persons involved could discern." The connection with the secret handshake of the Freemasons is obvious.

In his Exegesis, Dick amplified on his beliefs:
For the first time I have inferential evidence that a genuine secret fraternity of authentic Xtians exists, & has affected history... & possess supernatural powers & Immortality, due to direct links back to Christ — so they are the true hidden church. The two historic interventions which I am sure of collate: the secret fraternity fights the Empire (Rome in all its manifestations) & promotes the evolution of man to higher levels by inner & outer regeneration. The 16th, 17th century Illuminati are connected with this secret brotherhood...
Whether the godlike VALIS was involved at all, what was communicated to Dick seems to be approximately what the Freemasons and their brethren want us to believe about their mission: that theirs is an ancient tradition resting on an immortal bloodline that comes from the star system of Sirius, and that the fulfillment of their plans including the rebuilding of the Temple of Solomon, and the enthronement of a World King (their secret agenda hidden in their convoluted inner circle cant) is the only salvation for this soon-to-be One World.

Dick seems to believe that VALIS took the form of a satellite, firing electronic beams of information down upon the Earth. Or perhaps crop circles? He has one of his characters say, "The satellite had control of them from the get-go. It could make them see what it wanted them to see... The satellite has occluded them, all of them. The whole fucking United States."

There are other indications that the actual VALIS that Dick contacted may have come from another source than Sirius. "In Fat's [i.e. Dick's] opinion, his apartment had been saturated with high levels of radiation of some kind."

He theorized that, "the Rosicrucians [the philosophic precursors to the Masons] were telepathically beaming pictures at him, probably boosted by micro-relay systems of an advanced order; but then, when Kandinsky paintings began to harass him, he recalled that the main art museum at Leningrad specialized in just such nonobjective moderns, and he decided that the Soviets were attempting telepathically to contact him."

Later Dick theoretically pinpointed the transmissions as originating from the schemes of a crippled rock musician named Mini: "He visited the Soviet Union one time; he said he wanted to see certain experiments they were conducting with microwave information transfer over long distances."

Fat himself comes to believe within the pages of VALIS that, "All that was involved from the start... was advanced laser technology. Mini found a way to transmit information by laser beam, using human brains as transducers without the need for an electronic interface. The Russians can do the same thing. Microwaves can be used as well. In March 1974 I must have intercepted one of Mini's transmissions by accident; it irradiated me."

Actually, I doubt that Dick felt the source of his infernal 'enlightenment' -- that happened to him in real life, in much the same fashion as it was depicted in the partially fiction VALIS, as shown by his statements in his Exegesis — was a rock musician. It happens that information beam experiments of exactly the type that Dick speculated on were at about that time being conducted by both the CIA and the KGB.

CIA Director Richard Helms described research taking place in the 1960s into "sophisticated approaches to the 'coding' of information for transmittal to population targets in the 'battle for the minds of men'" as well as "an approach integrating biological, social and physical-mathematical research in attempts... to control behavior." He described "use of modern information theory, automata theory, and feedback concepts... for a technology for controlling behavior... using information inputs as causative agents."

Anna Keel, in Full Disclosure magazine, writes that,
Due to [the CIA's] Project Pandora, it is now known that applied biological (and other) frequencies can also be used as direct "information inputs" (e.g. of feeling or emotion) and to reinforce brain rhythms associated with conditioning and information processing. One way to get such a signal into a human may be through use of a high frequency carrier frequency. Results of research into information processing, unconscious processes, decision making, memory processes and evoked brain potentials would likely be exploited or integrated in an interdisciplinary system.
For difficult subscribers... there are substances that have psychological or psychobiological effects ranging from subtle through devastating, and that cause increased susceptibility to conditioning. Some of these substances are similar to ones which are recognized by neurotoxicologists or behavioral toxicologists as occupational hazards; some are variations of substances used experimentally in laboratories to produce selective damage in certain neuronal tracts. Many substances needn't be injected or orally ingested, as they may be inhaled or applied with "skin transferal agents," i.e. chemicals like the popular industrial solvent dimethylsulphoxide (DMSO), which can, in fact, enhance the applied substance's effect. For instance, some compounds cause damage that produces increased sensitivity to stimulus, distraction (or flooding of thought associations), and enhance susceptibility to influence i.e., a state where automatic parallel information processing, which usually takes place outside of awareness, and interferes with conscious or more intentional limited channel processing. While causing acute mental symptoms wouldn't be the goal in groups, producing mild distraction, an ego weakened blurring between the sense of "I" and "you," would enhance some kinds of conditioning and promote suggestibility; then, perhaps transmitted "thought associations," "the voice of God," "lucky advice" or whatever, can more easily get through and have an effect... Convenient to the agencies involved in covert influence, is that among primary symptoms of schizophrenia or mental illness are ideas that one is being influenced by "transmissions" (e.g. radio frequencies), "voices" or even telepathy; unless complaints about covert psychological weapons are well organized, they would tend to be discounted as indicative of mental imbalance.

Another approach that may have been used is the transmission of 'key concepts' to matters that the subject is already conversant in, creating a realignment of the subject's sense of reality by the injection of just a few bits of information, images, or sentences. In Dick's case this might have involved accessing his study of religious symbolism and history. A fast acting hallucinogen and a beamed transmission of religious concepts might have made him very susceptible to the idea that, due to an unexplainable event of 'gnosis' he had tapped into the secrets of reality.

Dick describes a message broadcast "Out over the airwaves by one of the largest TV stations in the world, NBC's Los Angeles outlet, reaching many thousands of children with this split-second information which would be processed by the right hemispheres of their brains; received and stored and perhaps decoded, below the threshold of consciousness where many things lay slumbering and stored." He terms the message the KING FELIX cypher, and reports that, "The United States Army cryptographers studied it but couldn't discern who it was intended for or what it meant."

Dick describes the way in which the message was broadcast:
"On the screen the words FOOD KING appeared -- and then they cut instantly, rushing their film along as fast as possible so as to squeeze in as many commercial messages as possible; what came next was a Felix the Cat cartoon... One moment FOOD KING appeared on the screen and then almost instantly the words — also in huge letters — FELIX THE CAT. There it had been, the juxtaposed cypher, and in the proper order: KING FELIX."
I don't know whether the KING FELIX cypher or the Food King/Felix the Cat messages were actually broadcast (other than in VALIS, that is), but discounting the possibility out-of-hand would be unwise. Certainly similar messages have been sent over the airwaves, such as the Eye in the Triangle station break presented by CBS during 1992. A perfectly clear representation of the Eye in the Triangle was shown, quickly metamorphosizing into abstract patterns. Curious as to whether I was projecting my own fixations, I polled an audience of about a hundred people from the podium at a UFO convention; the majority of them had also noticed the depiction.

Another television subliminal was the image of the Statue of Liberty projected between the film frames of an ALF cartoon, as reported in TV Guide. Surely that image must have been slipped into the programming by some overzealous right wing patriot skulking in the CBS editing room. So one would tend to believe, but check out what conspiracy maven and Freemasonic expert Norma Cox has to say in her Secrets newsletter on the subject of Lady Liberty:
[This] is the statue of the Moon Goddess, Diana... This Queen of Heaven is also the Queen of Democracy... Diana's right arm holds a great torch (symbolizing the sun) high in the air. The left arm (right and left symbolic of male and female), grasps a tablet which bears the date of the Declaration of Independence. A crown with huge spikes, like sun rays, rests on her head (the crown covertly represents our satellite, the Moon)... Note the similarity between Juno, holding aloft a sword and Diana, whose statue, symbolizing Freedom, Equality and Worldwide Brotherhood, stands in New York harbor. Worshipped as Juno Lucina, the Bringer of Light, Illuminism's adoration of this Moon goddess ranks only slightly below that of the god of the Sun who, in the case of Juno, is Jupiter (Zeus) her husband.
I have been following examples of the injection of occult symbolism via other conduits; one of these, amazingly, impossibly, is Camel cigarette advertising. Although the media has been hipped to the idea that the cigarette company is specifically targeting young people with their cartoon "Joe the Camel" cigarette campaign, no one that I know of has spotted the fact that the Camel ads are riddled with subliminal imagery, including occultist subliminal content. It begins with the Camel image itself, the camel being a symbol of Isis according to Aleister Crowley.

Other images I have noted in these ads are the obviously phallic snout of Joe the Camel (this representation has been noted by other, including mainstream writers), the phallus being a seminal occultist obsession; a tiny representation of a man with erect phallus on the cigarette package's front; and a sprinkling of other important occult symbols such as the rose, the moon, the ocean, the eye in the triangle, and the pyramid, all Isis or Illuminati symbols, prominently featured for no apparent reason in Camel advertising. There is even a depiction in one ad of Joe the Camel as George Washington; is it possible that Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea were on to something in their Illuminatus! Trilogy, when they suggested that George Washington was impersonated by Adam Weishaupt, after the suppression of the Bavarian Illuminati, and that this is the significance of this ad? Nah.


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He paid the driver, got out his door key, and entered the house.

Immediately he felt something watching: the holo-scanners on him. As soon as he crossed his own threshold. Alone — no one but him in the house. Untrue! Him and the scanners, insidious and invisible, that watched him and recorded. Everything he did. Everything he uttered.
A Scanner Darkly, Philip K. Dick


I pulled together a little YouTube videoblog of some A Scanner Darkly interesting tidbits floating out there. Even a nice low-budge scene from the Charlie Kaufman script for ASD.

Be sure to check out the film clips on the vblog's second page. A few of these scenes I hadn't come by yet.

The more I see, the more I'm interested in this movie.


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— Friday, June 09, 2006 —
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You put on a bishop's robe and miter, he pondered, and walk around in that, and people bow and genuflect and like that, and try to kiss your ring, if not your ass, and pretty soon you're a bishop. So to speak. What is identity? he asked himself. Where does the act end? Nobody knows.
A Scanner Darkly, Philip K. Dick


So the A Scanner Darkly trailer remix competition has ended over on JumpCut, so let's see what they were able to produce.

The Top 5 voted trailers:
  1. The boldly titled A Scanner Darkly by youlovejoe. Interesting, but not worthy of the top spot.

  2. A Civil War of the Mind by DJPitaB. A well-done and interesting take on the material.

  3. How Did I Get Here? by light_walker. Eh.

  4. What Does a Scanner See? by sinisark. A solid and safe down-the-middle remix.

  5. Darkly 2 Remix by Matrixgal, my personal favorite result of the competition. I really want to see the movie being advertised here. This one probably breaks some of the contest rules, but I don't care.

Screw those results, we'll consider this Matrixgal the winner. And that's a FACT.


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Born HORSELOVER FAT, Dawn KING FELIX!

— Wednesday, June 07, 2006 —
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The Anagram Code

By MIKE MORTON and SABRA MORTON



ARS MAGNA, our anagram software program, has been working long hours doing its usual political reporting - informing us, for instance, that impeachment would require 'emphatic men', and that homeland security is a 'desultory machine'.

We suggested it relax with a movie. Always a seeker of intellectual challenges, it decided to take in a certain film about a symbologist who goes sleuthing.

So, Ars, did you find "The Da Vinci Code" informative?

Oh, even didactic.

What about its historical accuracy?

Novice did cheat.

Your overall impression of its impact ?

Deceit. Din. Havoc.

You understood, of course, that one very important character doesn't appear. What's your opinion of Mary Magdalene?

Anagram medley!

That's probably not what the director wanted to convey, but we can see why you liked that aspect of her persona. Please tell us one of the anagrams she provided.

Dreamy gal. Amen.

Well, that seems suitably ecclesiastical. And now her last direct descendant, the story says, is a French cryptographer, Sophie Neveu.


The Romans called the art of finding anagrams the "ars magna" (great art). Interestingly, "ars magna" is a perfect anagram of the word "anagrams".
Oh, supine Eve.

Ars, you're turning into a real symbologist. So, what secret message do you detect in that other female character, the Mona Lisa?

"I'm so... anal."

Well, that could explain why she never tells anyone anything. Let's turn to the artist himself. Can you imagine what Leonardo da Vinci might say about this movie?

"Divine rood canal."

Ouch, bad pun! Want to try again?

"Carnal video. Do in."

Some historians have suggested that the novel and the movie might more properly have been titled "The Leonardo Code." Would that work for you?

A coherent doodle.

We would hope so. By the way, there's been talk that the author's next novel is called "The Solomon Key."

"The Solo Monkey?"

Surely you can do better than that! What do you suppose the book will be
about?

Some holy token.

Well, can you tell us why he's supposedly writing next about Freemasons?

Safe sermon.

Ah, stirring less controversy. Say, do you think we'll be treated to a return of the symbologist hero of "The Da Vinci Code," Robert Langdon?

No answer. Ever since Ars was disqualified from the national spelling bee, it has been falling silent, from time to time, while it considers other professions. A second career in symbology, perhaps?


(Mike Morton is a software engineer and the creator of Ars Magna. Sabra Morton is a writer.)


Accords femmes.


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