Phil
Tracks
- PKD1
- PKD2
- PKD3
- PKD4
- PKD5
- PKD6
- PKD7
<< I think I was programmed. I could not grasp much more of a sentence, a word.
But nothing to show me any direction. Only just enough to make me think. >>
<< Only a feeble notion
A glimmer from afar
That I cling to with my fingers
As we go spinning wildly through the stars>>
It's a flea in the ear. A feeling faint.
Persistent as a 'drone' that in moments of silence it feels better.
When it keeps silent the screeching of the mechanisms of the program
The scent of opaque series of sets of laws ever larger and more elastic.
Phil K. Dick is my encouragement to independence and research.
And to the exploration of the Mind. That is all that exists.
It is to the rightful ecology that concerns it
This humble musical tribute is dedicated to him and these little winking ambiguous mysterious bright flea in the ear.
