the (electric) toad · 10/01/2010 09:18 pm by Bron
So this is what Mercer sees, he thought as he painstakingly tied the cardboard box shut. Tied it again and again. Life which we can no longer distinguish; life carefully buried up to its forehead in the carcass of a dead world. In every cinder of the universe Mercer probably perceives inconspicuous life. Now I know, he thought. And once having seen through Mercer’s eyes I probably will never stop.
[Philip K. Dick]
It’s there, amongst the rubble. Between the cracks. The toad. But life is both the toad and the rubble. Opportunity and ruin. It is the rapture in discovery, and also the disenchantment in flipping the toad over to see the control panel in its belly.
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