It was about 1977 or '78 when I read my first
Philip K. Dick's novel, The Man in the High Castle. Some times before, friends have enthusiastically told me great things about the author, so I already knew that he was considered a real outsider by the aficionados of the most visionary sci-fi and a 'high priest' of the Californian counterculture and his books were a powerful psychedelic trip in parallel realities...Definitely my cup of tea, but effectively I wasn't at all prepared to what I found in that first book...Suffices to say that I immediately fell in love with Philip and read everything possible by and about him in the next few years.If you don't know his books already (is it possible?!), well, quit whatever you're doing and immediately run to the nearest bookshop and buy some of his several masterpieces! After being happily initiated to the cult of one of the more exciting authors of modern times, you can also visit some of the sites interely dedicated to him:
the official site,
the Dick's fans site and one of my preferred ones, the beautiful
Total Dickhead blog.Philip Kindred Dick (1928 - 1982)
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I am definitely a Dickhead. When I first read VALIS it was a total mindfuck, interweaving with my dreams, reveries and hallucinations at the time. Majorly synchronistic. Then I went ahead and the other 3 VALIS books and about 5 more of his novels. He brought the reality premise, consciousness and science fiction together like nobody else.
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