Notes from ‘The Divine Invasion’, by Philip K. Dick

It is an archetypal timeless situation. God bringing men out of slavery and into freedom.

God can be defeated but only temporarily. With God the remedy is greater than the malady.

The Divine Machinery has a peculiar brutality to it.

He saw outside him the patern, the print, of his own brain; he was within a world made up of his brain with living information carried here and there like little rivers of shining red that were alive. He could reach out therefore, and touch his own thoughts. The room was filed with their fire, and immense spaces streched out the volume of his own brain external to him.

Meanwhile he introjected the outer world so that he contained it within him. He now had the universe inside him and his own brain outside everywhere. His brain extended into the vast spaces, far larger than the universe had been. Therefore he knew the extend of all things that were himself, and, because he had incorporated the world, he knew it and controlled it.

That which was below, his own brain, the microcosm, had become the microcosm, and, inside him as microcosm now, he contained the macrocosm, which is to say, what is above.

High art was for those who saw death rather than lived death. For the dying creature a cup of water was…