The Killers - Shot At The Night
Posts tagged How i feel.
What does a scanner see? I mean, really see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does a scanner see into me—into us—clearly or darkly? I hope it does, see clearly, because I can’t any longer these days see into myself. I see only murk. Murk outside; murk inside. I hope, for everyone’s sake, the scanners do better. Because if the scanner sees only darkly, the way I myself do, then we are cursed, cursed again like we have been continually, and we’ll wind up dead this way, knowing very little and getting that little fragment wrong too.
A Scanner Darkly, Phillip K. Dick