This is a great honor and I hope we both do justice to the memory of the complex genius of PKD as well as earn accolades for all the hard work that has gone into the Zombienomicon (R) project over the last seven years.
There is a permanent link to Zombienomicon Eisegesis in the lefthand sidebar, and above it a link to the graphic novel which is a slice out of the worlds on the website. Both the GN and the website were provided to the PKD Film Festival for their event.
I hope people love exploring both the worlds of PKD and the ever expanding cosmos of Zombienomicon (R)!
“What would you get on your crystal set?” Vic asked his son. “Are there any stations still transmitting?” It had been his impression that radio stations had folded up several years ago.
Ragle said, “He can probably monitor ship-to-shore signals. Aircraft landing instructions.”
“Police calls,” Sammy declared.
“That’s right,” Ragle said. “The police still use radio for their cars.” Holding out his hand he accepted the crystal set from Vic. “I can trace the circuit later, Sammy,” he said. “But I’ve got too good a hand right now. How about tomorrow?”
Junie said, “Maybe he can pick up flying saucers.”
“Yes,” Marge agreed. “That’s what you ought to aim for.”
“I never thought of that,” Sammy said.
“There’s no such thing as flying saucers,” Bill Black said testily. He fiddled with his cards.
“Oh no?” Junie said. “Don’t kid yourself. Too many people have seen them for you to dismiss it. Or don’t you accept their documented testimony?”
“Weather balloons,” Bill Blake said. Vic was inclined to agree with him, and he saw Ragle nodding. “Meteors. Meteorological phenomena.”
“Absolutely,” Ragle said.
“But I read that people had actually ridden in them,” Margo said.
They all laughed, except Junie.
“It’s true,” Margo said. “I heard it over TV.”
Vic said, “I’ll go as far as admitting that there seems to be some sort of odd-ball stuff going on up there.” He remembered one experience of his own. The summer before, during a camping trip, he had watched a bright object flash across the sky at such velocity that no plane, even a jet-propelled plane, could have matched it. The thing had more the manner of a projectile. In an instant it had whisked off over the horizon. And occasionally, at night, he had heard rumblings, as if heavy vehicles were passing at reduced velocity across the sky. Windows had vibrated, so it had not been head-noises, as Margo had decided. In an article in a digest medical magazine she had read that head-noises indicate high blood pressure, and after that she had wanted him to visit their health-plan doctor for a checkup.
EISEGESIS: the interpretation of a text (as of the Bible) by reading into it one’s own ideas — compare exegesis.
Eisegesis (/ˌaɪsəˈdʒiːsəs/; from the Greek preposition εἰς “into” and the ending from the English word exegesis, Greek ἐξήγησις, which in turn is derived from ἐξηγεῖσθαι “to lead out”) is the process of interpreting a text or portion of text in such a way that the process introduces one’s own presuppositions, agendas, or biases into and onto the text. This is commonly referred to as reading into the text. The act is often used to “prove” a pre-held point of concern to the reader and to provide him or her with confirmation bias in accordance with his or her pre-held agenda. Eisegesis is best understood when contrasted with exegesis. While exegesis is the process of drawing out the meaning from a text in accordance with the context and discoverable meaning of its author, eisegesis occurs when a reader imposes his or her interpretation into and onto the text. As a result, exegesis tends to be objective when employed effectively while eisegesis is regarded as highly subjective.
The plural of eisegesis is eisegeses (/aɪsəˈdʒiːˌsiːz/). An individual who practices eisegesis is known as an eisegete (/ˌaɪsəˈdʒiːt/); this is also the verb form. The term “eisegete” is often used in a mildly derogatory fashion.
Although the term exegesis is commonly heard in association with Biblical interpretations, the term is broadly used across literary disciplines.
When I began the ZE project I knew I wanted even the name to be commentary on PKD and what he means to people who become passionately inspired by his writings and philosophy.
Given that his masterwork is entitled Exegesis, it seemed obvious (to me at least) that its synthesis could only be antithetical – he sought clarity and truth under layers of lies through the medium of fiction which is itself interpretative. Therefore only the antithesis koine term EISEGESIS could possibly encapsulate my own work and its infinite fictional text.
“The More You Know” 🙂
A major step completed. Several actually. The ZE website is up, people are extending stories and inventing new ones, as desired. The physical graphic novel, the GN part of the GNARG, has gone off to the printers. Ten copies to the film festival for judging, giving away and such. It is more or less done. Whatever happens from here the work is released, the print version soon will be and it is more or less ‘done’. On to other works. But of course ZE itself will now never end.
In terms of entering such a retro (in some ways) work into a category clearly pushing “futuristic” (even though it’s early 1970s technology) wraparound VR headsets, I think it is firmly and properly in the PKD tradition. It’s very much like all those guys in his stories still selling mood organs and having to convert to android manufacture, or galactic pot healers and so on. PKD wasn’t corporatist, and he wasn’t conformist. And he was deeply suspicious of immersive technology of all kinds, witness: Mercerism, the plastic doll gestalt and many more.
Unlike last time when webhosting was entrusted to someone else this time long term webhosting has been arranged so the online extendable version will endure. And as the years go by occasional new writers will deal themselves in, the Tumblr community will grow, and all will be well.
FUTURE, n. That period of time in which our affairs prosper, our friends are true and our happiness is assured. – Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary
Zombienomicon TM Eisegesis is a write your own / choose your own shared novel website. Other than the copyrighted stuff from the accompanying graphic novel it’s a free for all.
Dedicated story hubs so far:
DOCTOR WHO FAN FICTION: https://thezombienomicon.com/eas/read.php?episode=63
Philip K. Dick at Disneyland online version: https://thezombienomicon.com/eas/read.php?episode=385
SCIENCE FICTION / SCIENCE FANTASY hub: https://thezombienomicon.com/eas/read.php?episode=12
|Dom Plaite really only had two favorite subjects: himself, and Phil.
At the moment he was discoursing on Phil for a British documentary crew.
“Well of course Phil was in the New Left, whether they wanted him or not. Mainly I think because where he grew up and especially his later life in Berkeley, radicalism was his mother’s milk. He is such a thoroughly bourgeois soul, trying so hard to be radical that with all that effort sometimes he crosses over, from conman to revolutionary…”
“I’m afraid we can’t use that,” Thomas Wickerby-Browne said. “It sounds defamatory. Whether it is or not, it sounds as though it is, and that’s the sort of thing Nigel, our producer, will have kittens over.”
“OK well fine, let me say this then instead. Phil is like the Magician card in the tarot. Flip it, and it’s the charlatan card. But people love to be fooled by magicians, whether they’re using illusion or cheating using actual magic.
“Do you think he’s a self mythologiser?” asked the interviewer.
“Oh of course! In the grand tradition! One only has to look at all the different versions of his spiritual crisis to see that. Sometimes he says it was something like the holy spirit from catholicism sometimes it’s an alien radio station… And sometimes he says it’s just a drug trance.”
“Which do you-”
“And sometimes-” Plaite interrupted- “Phil says, and I think this might be closer to the truth, that it was drug induced, from what they gave him when he went to the dentists, but that when he was high off of that it let him have an experience of reality without the trimmings. The stage magician saw the backdrop fall and got to see the workings of the theater itself.”
“What do you think?”
“I think Phil is a truly great storyteller. And it’s a tragedy his best stories get told at random to the people around him instead of being written down.”